Poker Wife

Chapter 2

I sat there for a long time. What am I going to do now? It took me about a month, but I finally brought my life back together after that horrid night. I loved my wife, so I had to accept that it was sort of my fault, and that Lisa only did it because she loved me, and thought that it was what I had wanted. She never brought up the ordeal, and I knew as long as I never saw Ron, Mike, or Carl again, that this would be over. But then I got an e-mail from Ron.

The e-mail came with a picture of Mike having sex with my wife from behind. It was from that night! Not only did Mike use the video cameras to set me and my wife up, he also used them to record what happened! The e-mail went on to explain that they would send the complete video to everyone that we knew, if I didn't ask my wife for a favor. They would send it to her boss and fellow employees, my boss and fellow employees, both of our families, everyone else that we knew or did business with, including our preacher!

The favor they wanted me to ask was a simple one, it stated. They wanted me to tell my wife that I was so turned on by what happened last time, and that I wanted her to put on what she wore that night, take the video camera, go to Ron's house, and for a few hours do what they tell her to, just like she did the last time. The e-mail explained that as long as she did this, they wouldn't send the videos to anyone, and that they would even give her the videos back when she was done.

I had to do it. I had to get those videos back, so that this all would be over. It was humiliating, but I went to my wife and explained that I wanted her to do this just one time, because it excited me so much the last time, and also that I wanted her to make sure she brought the videotape back with her. The last thing she said before she left was "I'm only doing this for you, Brian. I love you."

After about 4 hours my wife came back in, and looked totally exhausted. Her hair was a mess and I went to go give her a hug, but she stopped me. She slammed a videotape into my hand and said "Here, this is what you wanted." Then she just walked up to bed. She was really upset, thinking that I had sent her to do this, but I was trying to save my marriage by getting past all of this. I went into the living room to make sure that this was the tape of that poker night.

I pulled my chair closer to the TV and hit play on the VCR. After a few seconds I saw a room, but it was not where we played cards! I saw a wide shot of what looked to be a living room with two couches and a coffee table between them. Carl was sitting on one couch and Ron on the other, so I guessed that Mike was the one holding the video camera. My wife was standing next to the coffee table and looked to be talking to Ron, but I couldn't hear anything clearly, because Mike had the camera across the room. This was obviously not the videotape of that original night! They still had it and they only gave my wife the videotape of what happened tonight!

I looked back at the TV. The view closed in on her, as Mike walked towards the group. I could now hear Ron talking. "Honestly I don't know who it is, Lisa. Brian said he would send someone over and we were only supposed to do foreplay, until they get here."

Lisa seemed really pissed off, and I could tell by the look on her face that she fell for Ron's story, again. How could she believe that I would send someone else over, when I had told her to just do what Ron, Mike, and Carl said!

"So until whoever your husband is sending over gets here, what would you like to do as foreplay, Lisa?" Carl asked. Mike zoomed the camera in on her and waited for an answer. She wasn't into this at all, and it showed on her face. "It doesn't really matter." she said.

Ron then leaned under the table and brought up a bag. He then explained "It looks like your bored by all of this so lets do something fun. Like a game of truth or dare." Lisa then asked what was in the bag. "Well that's to help us with the foreplay." Ron said, as he dumped the bag over. The contents fell quickly out of view of the camera, but I could tell that they were various types of sex toys. "We went out and bought these to help make the game of truth or dare more fun." explained Ron.

Ron continued "How we'll play is that we'll take turns asking you a question, then you'll have a chance to answer, and if we think you answered truthfully then you'll move on to the next person without having to do a dare. But if you refuse to answer, or we think you're lying then you'll have to do a dare from whoever's turn it is." He then put his hand down towards the toys, "and like I said, these are to make the dares more fun."

Lisa didn't say anything, and was just looking down at what Ron was showing her on the couch. Mike then must have sat on a chair or something, because the view dipped down to Lisa's level, but I still couldn't see exactly what toys were on the couch. "Before we start though, you'll have to take off your bra and underwear like before." ordered Mike.

My wife then put her hands under the back of her t-shirt, and undid her bra. She pulled it out from underneath her shirt without showing any skin, and then carefully slid off her panties, while keeping her skirt down, so as not to show her pussy. She was still trying to keep her dignity, even though Ron, Mike, and Carl obviously had other plans.

"You can sit on the table, then we'll start." suggested Ron. Lisa kind of sat cross legged on the table, and tugged her skirt down to ensure that Ron wasn't getting a free view of her privates.

"Okay, I'll go first!" Carl said, "Lisa, you had to expect to have sex with us tonight, so why did you even wear the bra and panties?" He asked.

I couldn't see my wife's face because Mike was sitting across the table from Carl. She answered "I don't go out not wearing underwear, Carl. I'm not a slut!" Ron then said "My turn. Well you said your not a slut, but you did come here tonight expecting to have sex with us. Sex with three guys at once, and your married on top of that. So my question is, wouldn't you call that a slut?"

Lisa turned towards Ron, and I could tell by the look on her face that she was really angry. "No *I* wouldn't call that being slutty! I'm doing this for my husband and that's the only reason!" She yelled at him.

Mike's voice interrupted "Whatever, it's my turn. Lisa. Who did you enjoy having sex with the most the last time, me, Carl, or Ron?"

My wife looked down for a second, then back at Mike, who was zooming the camera in on her face. She looked right into the lense, and it was like she was looking right at me. "You Mike, okay. Is that what you wanted to hear?" she said, the annoyance obvious in her voice.

"I think she's lying! She definitely liked me the best" Carl said firmly.

"I'd have to disagree too." Ron said.

Mike then said "Hey, even though I believe you, you're going to have to do a dare, because they think you lied." He looked at the couch near Ron and grabbed a toy. As he picked it up, I could make out that it was a rubber dildo. "I dare you to give this dildo a blow job for 2 minutes." He ordered.

Lisa rolled her eyes, and let out an exasperated "Fine." She then leaned towards the camera, to take the dildo from Mike's hands, but he said, "No, I'll hold onto this while you do it." He held it out with one hand right in front of the camera. My wife's face then started to fill the screen, as she bent towards the fake penis. She took the tip into her mouth, and started to slowly suck it in and out. After a few strokes, she was taking it about half of the dildo into her mouth.

"You can do better than that Lisa! Come on!" Carl exclaimed.

Lisa stopped for a second or two then slowly took it all the way in her mouth, right down to where Mike's hand was holding it. Slowly back up and then slowly all the way back down again, to where her lips touched Mike's hand. Then back up again.

"One minute left. Look at me while you finish." Mike advised her.

A bit of saliva started dripping off Mike's hand and for the next minute I had to watch an extreme close up of my wife's face, deep throating the fake cock that Mike was holding, while she stared into the camera.

Carl finally broke this up when he announced that it was his turn again. "Lisa, what size bra do you wear?" He asked. My wife answered this easy question quickly "A 34-C." Everyone agreed that she was telling the truth.

Ron's turn was next and he asked, "Being a 34-C, you can suck your own nipples then, right?"

Lisa turned to face him, and seemed to have a tough time with this question. After taking some time to decide what the best answer would be, she answered, "Yeah, I can."

Mike and Carl then objected, and said that they thought that she was lying, and should do a dare from Ron.

"Okay, to prove this, I dare you to take one of your nipples into your mouth and then suck on it for 1 minute after taking your hand away." Ron ordered.

Lisa let out an exasperated sigh, and then looked up in the air for a second. She then started to pull her t-shirt up around her neck. Both of her breasts were fully exposed to everyone in the room! She then lifted her right breast up to her mouth. It barely reached, so she bent her head down, and squeezed her breast up a bit higher, and took her nipple into her mouth!

"No hands!" Ron reminded her.

She slowly put her hands down, while trying to keep her breast in her mouth by just sucking hard on her nipple. Just a few seconds after putting her hands down, she let out a small "Mmmph!", realizing that she had to suck harder than she thought that she would. Her cheeks were now caved in, and I could hear her breathing through her nose, as she struggled to keep her nipple in her mouth. After a minute of being stuck in this embarrassing position, she was finally allowed to let her breast drop down, and quickly covered herself up with her t-shirt.

It was Mike's turn next, and he was about to ask his question, but the doorbell rang. Lisa started to get up off of the table, but Ron told her to stay there. She was noticeably nervous, and looked down at her clothing to make sure that everything was still covered. Everything was fine, except that there was nothing she could do to cover her now erect nipples, showing through her t-shirt.

Carl yelled "Come in! It's open!" Then I saw my wife's jaw drop, as she must have seen whoever it was coming through the door.

Lisa turned away from looking at the door, and faced Ron again. She looked totally embarrassed, and closed her eyes, as if she was trying to wish everything away. Ron looked past my wife, towards whoever had just came in, and asked them to come in. As the person came into view, I couldn't tell who it was, because all I could see was from the waist down, but then Mike tilted the camera up and I saw him!

It was our neighbor's 18 year old kid! This stupid, punk assed teenager, who my wife hates, was standing right there with a immature grin on his face! Now this had to be it. My wife knows that we both despise this punk, more than anyone else in the world. She has to know that I didn't send him over! Andy was one of those annoying teens, who plays his music too loud, curses all over the place, and shows nobody any respect. Ron knew we even had to call the cops on him a few times, when his parties would get out of control. So I watched the TV, fully confident that Lisa wouldn't fall for this.

Carl then acted like he didn't know who this kid was, and asked Andy to introduce himself to everyone. After Andy gave some bull shit story, about me sending him over, Ron told Lisa that she was being rude and ordered her to turn around to say hello to him. My wife turned around on the table, looked up at Andy, who was still standing, and said, "Hello." She was totally pissed off and I knew that she just had to have had enough of this!

"Hello Mrs. Brennan." he replied.

"You can call her Lisa." Ron interjected. "She's only 32 so I don't think Mrs. are needed. Besides, you know why you're here, don't you?"

"Well I think I have an idea of what this is about, from what Brian told me, before he sent me over." Andy replied.

My wife looked into the camera, and gave me a really upset look. Ron then asked "Well Lisa, why don't you tell Andy why he's here?"

My wife waited a few seconds, pulled herself together, and said "We're here playing truth or dare, that's all I know." She was trying to play dumb, and not humiliate herself by telling Andy the truth. That he was there to fuck her.

Ron then said "Oh, truth or dare, that's right. Andy, pull up a chair so we can continue. And grab us some beer too, It's in the kitchen."

Two minutes or so later Andy came back into view with a chair, and sat where he was standing before. Lisa was now surrounded by a guy on each side of the table. Ron in front of her, Carl on her right, Mike on her left, and now Andy behind her. After Andy handed out the beers, Mike quickly explained the rules because he wanted to get back to his turn. "Okay Lisa, you didn't really say why Andy is here. So my truth or dare question is, Why is Andy here?" Mike asked.

Lisa looked down and closed her eyes, attempting to figure out what was the best way to say this. If she said that she didn't know, then everyone would make her do a dare, because they would say she was lying, and if she just told the truth, then she would be embarrassed, by saying that she was going to have sex with the punk kid from next door! It took her almost a minute to decide what to say, then she looked back up at Mike and said, "I thought to play truth or dare?" It was obvious that Lisa couldn't take the humiliation of saying that Andy was there to fuck her.

Of course everyone objected and said she was not telling the truth, because she knew the real reason why Andy was here. So Mike ordered his dare to her "You've been lying really bad to us, when we all know the truth about this. So this dare will be the punishment for being so bad. I dare you to lay face down on the table, and ask each of us to spank you on the ass."

Lisa closed her eyes, and looked devastated. Without saying anything she slowly turned around, and laid down on her stomach, while making sure that her skirt and t-shirt fully covered her.

Mike aimed the camera at her butt, and said, "Well, you're going to have to lift that skirt up for this, Lisa."

My wife put her hands down by her waist, and slowly lifted the back of her skirt, to the point where both of her ass cheeks were exposed.

"Okay, we're ready whenever you are. Ask away." ordered Mike.

"Can you spank me?" my wife asked.

Ron interjected "No, no! The dare was for you to ask each of us to spank you on the ass. So that's exactly what you have to do. Say, 'Can you please spank me on the ass?' Lisa."

She quickly yelled back at Ron, in a spiteful tone, "Fine! Ron, can you please spank me on the ass?"

"SMACK!!" He hit her hard on her left cheek, and she jumped a bit in shock.

A moment later she asked, "Carl, can you please spank me on the ass?"

"SMACK!!" He too hit her hard on her left cheek, and she let out an "mmph" from the pain.

She breathed deeply and then asked, "Mike, can you please spank me on the ass?"

The camera view lowered when Mike put the video camera down on his chair, so that he could get up to give her a swat. I couldn't see it, but I heard the loudest "SMACK!!" yet and my wife let out a "OUCH!!" in response to the pain. Mike then came back, picked up the camera, and zoomed in on her red butt. My wife's ass was beet red on one cheek, and totally white on the other.

Then she asked, "Andy, can you please spank me on the ass?"

Andy leaned in to put his hand over the same red cheek and said, "Say please a little nicer."

"Please Andy, can you spank me on the ass?" she muttered.

"SMACK!!!" He slapped her hard on the same left cheek that had been everyone else's target, but held his hand down, grasping her ass, after he had slapped her. He then started to squeeze harder, as he grasped most of her cheek tightly in his hand, and Lisa responded with a long "Mmmmmph!" until he finally let go.

Carl announced that it was his turn now, as my wife sat up and pulled her skirt back down to cover herself. "Lisa, my question is, you've lived next door to Andy for awhile now. Have you ever thought about doing him?"

I couldn't see her face, because she was facing away from Mike, but I could only imagine the look of disgust on her face right now. "No, Carl! I have NEVER thought about that, EVER!" She said authoritatively. Nobody disagreed, and they went on to Ron's turn.

"Well Lisa, maybe it's true that you have never really thought about it before, but now that you know why he's here, my question is, What do you think about it now? What do you think about the fact that you'll finally be having sex with your neighbor after all this time?" Ron asked, as Mike zoomed the camera in on her face.

My wife turned towards Ron, and angrily replied, "First of all, he's not my neighbor, but rather my neighbor's dumb kid! So I'm not thinking much about it at all!" She looked really upset now.

Ron then said that he thought she was lying, "You're not telling the truth! You must be thinking a lot more about it than what you said, Lisa. You would have to also be thinking about how awkward its going to be, seeing him next door and knowing that he's fucked you." Ron said meanly.

"Or thinking about your husband Brian being jealous that a kid you just fucked actually lives next door." Carl said.

They all agreed that she had lied, and Ron got to order a dare. "Here Lisa, I want you to read something to Andy." Ron said, as he grabbed a piece of paper, and started writing on it. After a minute he gave it to her and said, "Here it is, my dare is for you to read this to him. But you have to look at him, and say it right to his face. So read a line, and then say it to him. Then read another line and say that to him, and keep on doing it that way until you are done."

My wife looked down at the paper, and took a deep breath. She then turned her body towards Andy, raised her head and said, "Andy, even though I've acted like a bitch towards you for a long time, I always wanted to fuck you."

My wife actually said that, right to that punk, brat, kid's face! She looked down and then back up, and was about to continue, when Ron interrupted "Your going to have to tell him closer, face to face. Get right up to his face, and continue."

Lisa scooted up to the edge of the table nearest to Andy, and leaned forward, to where now her face was just inches from his, and said the next line, while looking right at him "I want you to fuck me so hard, that I will always think about you, while I'm across the street at my house." My wife looked down at the paper, waited a few seconds, and then looked back up into Andy's face to say the last line "I want you to fuck me right now, Andy."

Andy got up and pulled off his jeans, then his underwear, unveiling his hard cock to the view of the camera. He pulled my wife's legs out from under her and then pulled them up against the edge of the table, which dropped her onto her back. As he dragged her closer to him, her skirt was pushed up around her waist, and no longer hid anything! My wife was taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, and prepare herself to be fucked by our neighbor's punk assed teenaged kid! Andy put one of her legs up against each of his shoulders, spreading her thighs out really wide. He was about to fuck my wife!

Andy then let my wife's legs drop back down to the table and pulled her up into a sitting position. "I'll tell you what, Lisa. Even though you just told me that you wanted to fuck me right now, I'm going to give you a chance to avoid all of this, if you want, because it would make things awkward at home." he explained. My wife's eyes lit up with hope as he continued "I'll give you 5 minutes to give me a hand job, or blow job, or whatever you do best, and if you can get me to cum, then we'll just call it a day, and we won't go any further. How about that?"

Ron the commented, "Ah, this will be really interesting. Hold on. We'll start when she's ready. Are you ready, Lisa? You have 5 minutes to finish him off, or else your going to have to fuck him."

Mike zoomed the camera in on her, as Carl said, "Okay, starting now!"

My wife then grabbed Andy's already erect penis, and started jerking him off kind of slow. After a about 30 seconds she started jerking faster hoping to push him towards cuming.

"Four minutes to go." Ron advised, as she looked at Andy's penis, and started jerking even faster. Lisa then flipped her hair to the side, and licked her lips. She was going to suck him! My wife leaned down and took him into her mouth. Slowly down and then back up for almost a minute. Then she stopped blowing him, and started jerking him off real fast again, while looking up into his face, to see if he was about to cum.

"Two minutes left!" Ron announced.

My wife dove back down and took Andy's penis into her mouth again, deeper than before. She was now taking his entire dick into her mouth each time she went down on him. Faster and faster she went, up and down while saliva started dripping from her mouth.

"One minute to go Lisa!" Ron announced.

My wife then desperately pulled off her shirt, and quickly and pressed his penis between her breasts. She pressed her breasts together around his dick and started moving up and down quickly with them. She was trying everything that she could think of to make this stupid kid cum, so that she wouldn't have to fuck him!

"30 seconds left! This is it!" Ron said excitedly.

My wife stopped trying with her breasts and went back to jerking him off real fast again. She was pumping away and looking up into his face. She tried to beg him in desperation "Come on Andy! You know you want to cum. Do it! Cum right now on me! Look, I'm waiting" She begged, as she opened her mouth, taunting him to cum right into it. She tried everything, but Ron finally announced that her time was up. She let go of his penis in disappointment, and caught her breath.

Andy looked down at her and said "Don't worry I'll cum soon, Lisa." and pulled her legs back out from underneath her, dropping her back onto her back again. He then pulled a leg up on each of his shoulders, which spread her wide open for him. My wife was laying on her back, with her face looking up at the ceiling, waiting to be fucked by Andy, and nothing could stop it now!

He then told her, "You can put it in to your pussy now, Lisa!"

My wife moved her hand down, and pulled him into her cunt! She arched her back up off the table a bit, as he pressed it all the way into her with his first slow thrust. Andy, the stupid kid from next door, then started fucking my wife! Her eyes were open, but looking up at the ceiling, as she was rocked back and forth by his pounding, humping movements. I could hear the slaps from his body hitting hers. After about 5 minutes he leaned and laid on top of her, which pressed her legs well over her head. Now, face to face with her, he started to kiss her deeply, while slowly grinding his prick into her. My wife started to moan, but her noises were mainly muffled into his mouth.

"She's starting to get into it!" Ron exclaimed.

"Yeah! Just like last time, I can tell" added Carl.

Andy started pumping faster again, and stopped kissing her, so that he could look down into her face. My wife was all sweaty and breathing fast. Mike zoomed the camera in, until her face filled the entire TV screen.

"Say something to your husband who will be watching this at home, Lisa!" he ordered. My wife turned her head, and looked right into the camera, but she didn't say a thing.

"Come on, say something!" Andy said loudly, and I heard a slap! Lisa closed her eyes in pain, and then opened them again, to look right at me. My wife then said "I hope... your... your happy" between ragged breaths, and turned her head back away from the camera. She was totally upset with me, and who could blame her. I should have never sent her over to Ron's, and now I was paying the price.

Laying on top of my wife, Andy continued to pound away with her, and she was breathing hard beneath him. For five minutes this went on, him slamming into her, while she would occasionally moan between deep breaths. He then asked her, "Are you ready for me to cum now, Lisa?" and then he slowed down, taking harder, longer thrusts into her.

My wife answered, "Yes... do... it! Just finish... please!"

Finally, Andy looked as if he was going to cum. One long push into my wife, and he held himself tightly against her body. She started to moan, and then he said, "I'm not done yet!"

He pulled out of her, and flipped her over, to a doggie style position! My wife was now on her hands and knees, waiting to be taken from behind by this stupid teenager!

"Slap her ass! She likes that." Mike exclaimed.

Andy then asked her, "Is that right?" as he slapped her hard on her ass! "SMACK!!" "Lisa, do you really like this?" "SMACK!!" again.

My wife then spoke up, to put an end to this humiliation, "Just get to the sex, alright Andy?!"

"SMACK!!" His hand came down hard on her ass again, and he said, "Fine, put it back in then!"

I then had to watch my wife reach through her legs, down behind her, and pull his dick back into her pussy! He grabbed her hips and started pulling her by her waist, back onto his dick, over and over, making her fuck him.

Carl then said, "I just can't take just watching this anymore!" and pulled down his pants. He walked around her, and switched seats with Ron, so that he was now facing my wife's head. Lisa had her face down though, and didn't even see Ron standing above her, with his fully erect hard-on. Andy then grabbed her hair, and pulled back on it, forcing her head up, and making her look straight at Carl's rampant, huge cock. Carl took his dick in his hand, and slapped her in the face with it a few times, until she finally sucked it into her mouth and began sucking on it. Mike then zoomed the camera out, to show the full view of my wife on her hands and knees, being fucked from behind by Andy, while she was sucking on Carl's dick in front of her! She was impaled between the two cocks, and was now moaning loudly.

Each time Andy would thrust into my wife from behind, she was forced forwards into deep throating Carl. After about two minutes, I could hear her moans turning to gags, and saliva was beginning drip from her chin. She finally stopped blowing Carl, looked up in protest and said, "I can't take no more. I gotta breathe!"

Ron then leaned over, grabbed her face in his hands tightly and said, "Oh your wrong. I think your going to take two more actually, before this is over."

My wife dropped her head in defeat, as Ron and Mike started to take off their pants.

"Looks like you have some work to do." Mike said sarcastically, as she realized that there were now four hard dicks in the room waiting to get off on her. Andy then switched positions, and was now laying on the table with my wife fucking him from above. She was sitting on top of Andy, fucking him, when Ron took up a position behind her, and started to press his dick into her ass from behind. Not only had he been the very first man to fuck my beautiful wife in the ass, it now looked like he was also going to be the second man to ever take her that way.

Lisa let out a loud "Uhhmpphh!" as Ron's quick, vicious thrust knocked the air out of her lungs. She was now filled in both of her holes. Carl was still standing in front of her, and as my wife continued sucking his cock, but she still had her head down, and was moaning from the double pounding that she was receiving.

Carl got fed up with waiting for her to get him off, and pulled her right hand up to grab his hard on. Mike then put the camera carefully down on his chair, to capture the view, and walked up to the table. He pulled her left hand up to grab his hard on as Lisa started bucking around wildly. She was impaled on two cocks, while holding herself up by holding onto two other dicks. This must have been too much for her, as she started screaming out loud, while feverishly jerking off both Carl and Mike. Andy and Ron were no longer fucking her, she was doing all of the work fucking them! My wife was slamming back onto them while jerking off Carl and Mike. I could tell that she was going to cum herself any second now, and I had never seen her this crazed.

Mike's dick started spurting from my wife's jerks, and she dipped her head down to lick what cum she could off of his prick. She was still right on the brink of a huge orgasm, when Carl's huge cock finally let loose with a huge load of cum, which she caught most of it in her mouth. She was still holding her weight up, by grasping onto both dicks, with a mouthful of sperm, she started to cum, as she continued fucking Andy and Ron as fast as she could!

"Ohhhggggg... Goddddddd!!!" my wife screamed, as her whole body shook violently. Andy and Ron were giving her their final thrusts, as they popped their corks into her, when my wife said something I'll never be able to forget. "Ohhhgggggg... Godddd!... Its so fuckinggg goood!!!" She had said it quickly, but I heard it!

Everyone backed away from my wife, leaving her to collapse, unsupported now, onto the table, completely exhausted. Mike picked the camera up and moved it around the table, between her legs, where he showed a huge amount of cum, dripping from the unbelievably huge holes of her ass and pussy, which were still gaped wide open, so much so that I could actually see into her openings. He then moved around to my wife's face, and zoomed in on the cum, which was completely covering her cheeks and chin.

Lisa's mouth was wide open, panting for air, when Ron said to her, "Admit it, Lisa! You've never cum that hard before!"

She just let out small grunt, and kept trying to catch her breath, when Ron said like a drill Sergeant, "I didn't hear you! Admit it, Lisa!"

My wife then rolled over onto her back, her chest heaving from her big gasps for breath, and finally said between gasps, "No... okay... I... haven't..."

Then the tape was over! I couldn't believe my that wife told my neighbors stupid punk kid, that she had cum harder with him, then she ever had with me! I just sat there in my chair, my mind racing over all of this. I know Lisa did all of this because she thought I wanted her to, but did she really enjoy it? I fell asleep dreaming that this would all be over.