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Authors name: MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
Story title : Forced Compensation for De Ann

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Forced Compensation for De Ann (M+/F, wife, nc, blkmail)
By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)

***

Brent worked as a Financial Manager for United 
Investments for several years. He was married to De Ann, 
a knock out. Brent was 34; De Ann was 33 and only 5 foot 
tall with long brown hair and hazel eyes. Brent loved De 
Ann's breasts, a perfect 36C, but he thought her best 
quality was her firm ass.

Although Brent thought De Ann had a great, near-perfect 
body, her lack of confidence in her appearance resulted 
in a very conservative dress. This lack of confidence in 
her appearance also frustrated Brent in the bedroom.

On rare occasions he would get De Ann to relax and she 
would be a real sexual beasts, but the majority of the 
time, their sex life was boring. Brent could not 
remember the last time De Ann gave him a blowjob. He did 
recall a few years earlier he finally convinced De Ann 
to shave her cunt and she reluctantly agreed and Brent 
praised her and frequently commented on how great it 
looked. But De Ann did not keep it shaved and eventually 
let it return to all natural except to shave for her 
bathing suits. 

Even with her conservative ways, Brent loved De Ann, was 
proud of the way she looked and liked to show her off at 
company functions. Although De Ann was frequently 
oblivious to the stares, Brent enjoyed the lustful looks 
from his peers and supervisors, as they would frequently 
ogle De Ann's breasts and ass when they thought Brent 
was not looking. This was real source of pride for Brent 
and he frequently went deep in to debt to join his peers 
and bosses at high-priced parties or functions.

As the months passed it became easier and easier for 
Brent to skim a thousand dollars here or five thousand 
there from United Investment accounts. He also intended 
to pay the money back, but never seemed to be able to 
get ahead enough to make a dent.

Further more, Brent did not really have any idea how 
much he owed the company. Brent used United Investments 
as his personal emergency cash bank and really never 
thought much about it. However, Brent's bosses watched 
as the totals increased. They saw an opportunity and it 
was time to take advantage.

De Ann was surprised to receive the telephone call from 
Mr. Abrams, Brent's boss. He told her that they would 
like to have a meeting with her about something 
important regarding Brent. As De Ann dressed she hoped 
it was a promotion for Brent or a raise.

She chose a conservative shirtdress that buttoned all 
the way up and dropped about an inch below her knees. De 
Ann tightened the belt, pushed a brush through her hair 
and looked in the full-length mirror in their bedroom. 
She thought she looked okay for this meeting and left 
the house. She decided it must be a raise or promotion 
and that Mr. Abrams wanted to surprise Brent since he 
gave implicit instructions not to tell him of her 
appointment.

When De Ann arrived at Mr. Abrams office there was no 
secretary present. She tapped lightly on the door and 
heard Mr. Abrams voice instructing her to enter. De Ann 
walked in; excited at the news and when she saw the two 
other supervisors with Mr. Abrams, De Ann decided it was 
a promotion.

"Sit down, De Ann," Mr. Abrams said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Abrams," De Ann responded.

"We don't have to be so formal, please, call be David," 
he said and pointing at the other two men, "this is 
Samuel and Joseph." De Ann nodded acknowledgement to the 
other two men. De Ann pulled her dress down over her 
knees feeling a tinge of discomfort at the way the man 
called Joseph was staring at her.

"So Sam, Joe, what do you think," David asked ignoring 
De Ann. The two men smiled and nodded in the 
affirmative. De Ann was confused.

"De Ann," David started, "let's get right to the point, 
your husband has embezzled over 100,000 dollars from our 
company over the past few years and, well, we want it 
back."

De Ann went pale; this was not what she was expecting. 
The man called Sam offered her a drink of water and De 
Ann took two quick gulps.

"How? W--why?" De Ann stammered.

"Don't know, and don't care," David continued, "However, 
I do know that Brent will spend several years in prison 
if it's not pay back. In addition, the wonderful home 
you and the kids live in, that'll be sold to get some of 
our money back; plus your car, jewelry, anything of 
value will be sold."

"This can't be true, Brent would never..." De Ann 
started and was cut-off by Joe.

"Cut the crap De Ann, here are the documents, you can 
take them to a lawyer, but it will still end up being 
the same thing; bottom line, we want our money," Joe 
said without emotion.

De Ann was almost in tears. The life she and Brent had 
built was going to be taken away and Brent ruined. De 
Ann's thoughts raced.

"There must be something, something we can do," De Ann 
inquired.

"As a matter fact, there is something you can do," David 
responded.

"What, I'll do anything, what is you want me to do, tell 
me," De Ann pleaded.

"Anything?" David asked again.

"Anything, anything at all," De Ann begged.

"Fine, alright, there is something you can do. We have 
watched you at the parties and company functions, and we 
like what we see. We'll exchange the debt your husband 
owes us for you." David finally said.

De Ann did not understand at first and looked puzzled. 
She looked at Joe and Sam and could now see the lust in 
their eyes. De Ann tried to think of another 
alternative. She did not know what these men wanted, but 
De Ann was not sure.

"What do I have to do?" De Ann finally said.

"Whatever we want," David responded matter-of-factly, 
with one condition, your husband must never know.

De Ann thought about her home, the kids, and her 
husband. She wondered how Brent could do this and then 
drop her head down.

"Alright," De Ann whispered.

"We didn't hear you," David said.

"Alright, I'll do whatever you want," De Ann said the 
words, but could not believe them.

"Good, good, I thought you might. The first thing we 
want is to see what we have traded for; stand up and 
take off your clothes," David ordered.

De Ann hesitated for a moment and David told her if she 
hesitated again all deals were off and the police would 
be notified to arrest her husband. With tears in her 
eyes, De Ann stood up and undid the belt around her 
waist. She slowly started to undo the buttons of the 
dress finally getting to the last one. De Ann held the 
dress around her with one hand hoping that the madness 
would end and one of the men would stop her. No such 
luck as David went to the phone and picked up the 
receiver. De Ann pulled the dress from her shoulders and 
let it drop to the floor. De Ann's face flushed red as 
she stood before the three men clad only in her white 
bra, white cotton panties, and high heels.

"Everything," David prodded.

De Ann reached behind her and unhooked the clasp holding 
her bra closed and let the straps fall from her 
shoulders. She closed her eyes as she removed the bra 
and it fell to the floor with her dress. De Ann heard 
the whistle from Joe and Sam's crude comments as her 
tits came into view. De Ann's 36C breasts rose and fell 
with her silent sobs. She watched David who still held 
the receiver waiting. De Ann hooked her thumbs into the 
waistband of her panties and slowly lowered them over 
her hips, down her legs, and stepped out of them letting 
them join her dress and bra. De Ann instinctively placed 
a hand over her cunt, hiding the mons and another over 
her breasts.

"Lower your hands and spread your legs," David ordered.

Again, De Ann slowly let her arms fall to her side and 
opened her legs. She stiffened as all three men 
approached her. David took her breasts between his thumb 
and fingers and squeezed them tightly commenting on the 
firmness and size. Joe cupped her buttocks and De Ann 
tried to tighten her asscheeks when Joe spread them 
apart and commented on her tight looking rectum. Sam's 
hand went over De Ann's cunt and he worked a single 
finger into her dry hole. De Ann was totally humiliated 
and kept her eyes closed trying to block out the abuse.

After a few minutes, the men switched position with Joe 
now squeezing her tits. David worked two fingers into De 
Ann's cunt and kicked her legs a little wider. Sam ran a 
finger along the cleft between De Ann's asscheeks and 
she tired to clench them together to avoid the 
intrusion. De Ann felt that she could endure this 
manhandling if that was all that there was going to be, 
but she knew this was just the beginning. 

As suddenly as the men started, they returned to their 
seats leaving De Ann standing naked, in the center of 
the room with her legs slightly spread. To De Ann's 
horror, she thought she could feel wetness between her 
legs, but dismissed it as perspiration versus arousal. 
De Ann reached to obtain her clothes and David stopped 
her. David next proceeded to outline the terms of the 
agreement. De Ann would do whatever they asked sexually 
without hesitation or argument. 

"De Ann, you are a beautiful woman, but your dress is 
all wrong for our purposes," David stated, "when you 
return home, you are to shave your cunt and your ass and 
never let any stubble or hair be present, do you 
understand?"

De Ann nodded her head up and down to indicate she 
understood. She stared at the floor, naked, refusing to 
look at the three men. She could hear them talking about 
her, saying horrible sexual things about her like she 
was not even in the room.

"Any one ever fuck you in the ass?" Joe questioned De 
Ann. De Ann did not immediately answer, just staring at 
the floor. "I ask you a question," Joe said again with 
force.

"Yes . . .my husband tried once, but it hurt too much so 
I've not let him try again." De Ann finally responded.

The men talked some more and De Ann was beginning to 
become cold in the office. Finally, David walked up to 
her and placed his fingers under De Ann's chin and 
raised her head up to look at him. At only five feet all 
three men towered over De Ann.

"I want you to look at me so I can make sure you 
understand our instructions," David said.

David proceeded to tell De Ann that each weekend when 
her services were needed she would go to a specific 
hotel for instructions. She was to only wear thongs or 
no panties at all and De Ann should buy an assortment of 
garters, stockings, very short skirts, see-through 
blouses, chokers, and high heels with ankle straps. 
David informed De Ann that any additional clothing items 
would be provided at the hotel when she arrived. David 
then handed De Ann a piece of paper and pen and ordered 
her to write down her measurements and dress/skirt 
sizes. De Ann quickly complied and handed the paper back 
to David.

"We're done for today," David said after he looked at 
the paper, "you can dress and go home, but remember, you 
are not to tell Brent about our agreement."

De Ann indicated she understood and reached down for her 
bra and panties.

"Give me the panties," Joe demanded, "and get dressed."

De Ann was even more embarrassed as she dressed in front 
of the three men. Joe took De Ann's panties and cut the 
entire crotch out of them and threw them back to De Ann 
at her feet. De Ann had just finished the last button of 
her dress.

"Put them on," Joe demanded.

With tears flowing down her face, De Ann pulled her once 
cotton panties on. She felt so dirty wearing the now 
crotchless panties. Once dressed, De Ann asked if she 
could leave.

"You may go, but tomorrow is Friday and you need to be 
at the Hilton at 8 o'clock sharp for your first job," 
David reminded her.

De Ann left the meeting exhausted, confused, and angry. 
How could Brent how allowed himself to get into such a 
mess. Now De Ann was trapped into being a sexual slave 
for his bosses. De Ann cried on the way home, but 
decided she'd better go to the mall and purchase the 
items she needed since tomorrow was Friday.

After returning from shopping, De Ann hid the numerous 
thongs, short skirts, shoes, and other items in the 
guestroom of their home. Brent would be home in about an 
hour. De Ann tried to think of a reason she would tell 
him that she shaved again as she turned on the shower. 
Once the water was warm, De Ann stripped off her clothes 
and threw the cut up panties into the trash stuffing 
them underneath the other trash so they wouldn't been 
see.

De Ann felt so dirty as the water washed over her. Yet, 
when the shower spray struck her breasts for the first 
time De Ann realized that her nipples were incredibly 
erect, sticking straight out and hard as well as 
sensitive. De Ann soaped herself carefully and as the 
her hands brushed over her breasts, she let them linger 
there recalling how the two men touched her breasts. De 
Ann soaped and rinse two or three times trying to feel 
clean again.

Finally satisfied, she sighed as she soaped up her pubic 
hair and slowly shaved it off. She placed her foot on 
the edge of the tub so that she could next shave her 
labia. Following her instructions exactly, De Ann then 
took a mirror and placed it on the floor of the tub, 
squatted over it and proceeded to shave her ass. Once 
done, De Ann ran her hand over her pubic mons and ass to 
ensure that it was smooth and free of stubble. Her 
fingers lightly touched her clit and that sent sparks 
through De Ann.

She was surprised to find that her clit was also erect 
and hard. Not since her college days had De Ann 
masturbated, but she was tempted to do so now, in the 
shower. As she lightly touched her clit trying to sort 
out her urges she heard Brent voice coming from 
downstairs. This snapped De Ann back to reality and she 
quickly exited the tub and dried off. De Ann just barely 
got her robe on with Brent walked into the bathroom.

"I have a surprise for you later," De Ann said to Brent, 
not knowing how else to let him know she shaved. Later 
that evening in bed, De Ann let Brent touch her in 
preparation to make love.

"Wow, that's great," Brent explained, "why did you do it 
again?"

"Just thought I would try it again," De Ann said through 
her anger at Brent for the real reason she shaved. She 
remembered her words to him the last time she shaved, 
"only whores do this," and now she wondered if that was 
what she was to be a whore for his bosses. Brent tried 
to pursue De Ann and she just turned over away from him 
signaling an end to any attempt by Brent to make love 
that night.

The next morning, De Ann rose and got the kids off to 
school as usual. It was Friday, and De Ann tried not to 
think about going to the Hilton. She engaged herself in 
housework and other things including hiding her clothes 
she would wear that night under the seat of her car. 
When the kids came home from school, De Ann was pre-
occupied and let them watch TV.

Once Brent came home from work, De Ann told him she and 
her girlfriend wanted to go see a movie. She passed the 
movie off as a "chick-flick" and knew Brent would not 
want to go. With Brent's blessings and encouragement, De 
Ann went upstairs to get ready. She showered again, 
running a razor over her cunt and ass to make sure there 
were no stubble. 

De Ann pulled some jeans over her black thongs and a 
sweater over her push-up bra. She hurried downstairs; 
kiss Brent good-bye and left for the Hilton. De Ann felt 
as if she was on autopilot. Although in her mind she 
resented and could not believe what she was doing, De 
Ann still drove to a service station and changed into 
her short, black skirt and white, see-through blouse, 
removing her bra first. She looked in the mirror of the 
bathroom as she applied her make-up, heavy as per 
David's instructions. De Ann thought she looked pretty, 
then decided she look just like a slut and tired not to 
cry as the tears would ruin her make-up.

De Ann parked her car and went to the designated room at 
the Hilton. She knocked on the door and heard the 
familiar voice of David telling her to come in. Once 
inside, there sat David with Joe and Sam.

"Wow, you look great De Ann!" David exclaimed as De Ann 
walked into the room on her stiletto heels with ankle 
straps. "We thought we would make sure you were well-
trained before we gave you to any clients, so tonight, 
the three of us are going to use you."

De Ann thought about turning and running out the door 
but could not bare the idea of her husband in jail and 
losing her home. De Ann just stood in the middle of the 
room and looked down at the carpet not responding. David 
brought her a drink and De Ann refused it.

"Okay, then, let's get started," David said with a 
little anger. "Strip off that blouse and give us all 
blow-jobs." David sat down in a chair and unzipped his 
pants to produce a large erection. Joe and Sam laughed 
and followed suit. 

De Ann stared, mouth agape. "I can't do this," she said 
and started to leave.

"Have you forgotten about the embezzlement and our 
agreement?" David asked, "I will call the police if I 
have to remind you again."

De Ann stopped at the door, defeated. Without turning 
she took off her blouse and turned around showing the 
three men her bare breasts. She decided to do whatever 
it took and walked over to Sam and knelt between his 
legs. De Ann did not have any experience with oral sex 
and was unsure about what to do. She took Sam's hard 
cock into her mouth, just the head of it and slowly 
sucked it like a baby bottle. She felt Sam's hands on 
the back of her head trying to shove her further down 
onto his dick. Finally, De Ann relaxed and felt Sam's 
cock striking the back of her throat as he bobbed her 
head up and down on his dick. Bent over sucking Sam's 
cock, De Ann's short skirt rode up almost over her ass 
revealing the thin strip of her black thong. This was 
too much for David.

"Damn, I got to have a piece of that ass," David 
exclaimed and pushed De Ann's skirt above her waist and 
yanked her thongs down to her knees. De Ann tried to 
raised her head up in protest, but Sam held her tight 
and continued to face fuck her. De Ann felt David's 
fingers in her cunt, but this time it did not hurt.

"She's wet, she's loving this," David announced and 
plunged three fingers into De Ann's cunt. De Ann tried 
to understand how she became wet but she could feel the 
sloppiness between her legs. De Ann felt David's three 
fingers opening and closing stretching her cunt. David 
placed his thumb on De Ann's clit and started to rub 
around and around.

De Ann jerked at his touch, but then settled into a 
rhythm. She felt herself responding to David's touch and 
at first hated it, but then his constant manipulation of 
her clit started to bring an occasional moan from her 
lips. Sam continued to hold onto De Ann's head, fingers 
entangled in her long hair, pushing and pulling her head 
up and down on his cock. Suddenly, De Ann felt David 
remove his fingers and quickly replace it with his cock.

"Just like a hot knife through butter," David observed 
as he sunk his dick deep into De Ann's cunt with one 
thrust. De Ann reached up and grabbed Sam's cock and 
started stroking it while her head bobbed up and down.

She caught herself pushing her hips back to meet the 
powerful thrust coming from David in her cunt. De Ann 
did not have many orgasms, but she knew she was getting 
close. Sam pushed De Ann's head down on his cock all the 
way causing her to gag. De Ann was having troubled 
breathing and concentrated on relaxing her throat with 
she felt David's cock enlarging in her cunt. 

"God, he's going to cum," De Ann thought but forgot 
about Sam. She did not even know that a man would cum in 
her mouth until she felt Sam shudder and then the warm 
liquid splashing against her tonsils. De Ann tried to 
raise her head, to spit the foul tasting semen from her 
mouth, but Sam held her tight.

All at once, David slammed hard into her cunt and 
started to cum, as he did he reached around and trapped 
De Ann's nipples in between his thumb and forefinger and 
pinched down hard. De Ann did not expect her orgasm, it 
just happened and as it washed over her, she swallowed 
hard taking Sam's cum down her throat. Her orgasm was so 
powerful that De Ann was throwing her ass backwards so 
hard against David that he had to hold on to her hips to 
keep from sliding out of her cunt. 

"Oh no, my God, I'm having an orgasm. . ." De Ann moaned 
after Sam slid his limp cock from her mouth. David 
pumped De Ann's cunt until his balls were empty of semen 
and his cock began to soften. When he finally removed 
it, little drops of cum dripped from De Ann's opened 
cunt. De Ann just lay across the couch where Sam was 
sitting, eyes closed, enjoying the aftershocks of her 
orgasm.

Joe watched the entire escapade as the two men used De 
Ann. Now it was his turn, and he planned something 
special for her. De Ann did not protest as David and Sam 
removed her skirt and thong leaving her naked. De Ann 
let them lay her across the arm of the couch. She did 
not even realize what was happening when Sam pulled her 
arms over her head and held them in place and David 
placed his weight across her back. De Ann was 
effectively trapped for Joe.

Joe walked up behind De Ann and stuck two fingers into 
her cunt and withdrew a mixture of cum an pussy juices. 
De Ann tried to move and found it nearly impossible. She 
started to panic when she felt her asscheeks being 
separated. Joe inserted his finger wet from De Ann's 
cunt into her puckered asshole. De Ann grunted and 
started to struggle trying to get away.

"Please, not there, not there," De Ann pleaded but Joe 
ignored her and continued to work his finger in and out 
of her ass pushing the juices further inside. Finally, 
satisfied that De Ann was well lubricated, Joe placed 
the head of his dick at the entrance of De Ann's 
asshole.

"Stop, stop, I don't want to do this, stop, please 
stop," De Ann pleaded while she fought against the two 
men holding her down. Joe leaned forward and De Ann 
could feel the pressure on her anal ring. Slowly the 
ring opened admitting Joe's cock. De Ann stop struggling 
and tried to push the intruder from her ass as the head 
of Joe's cock passed her tight, anal opening. 

"God it hurts, it hurts, please take it out, take it 
out, take it out," De Ann kept repeating as Joe pushed 
inch after inch of his cock into her ass. Finally, his 
entire cock was buried in De Ann's ass. Joe pulled her 
asscheeks apart to look at the stretched anal ring 
wrapped tightly around his dick. De Ann was racked with 
the pain in her ass and then felt Joe's balls slapping 
her cunt lips.

"Okay, let her go," Joe cried as if he were riding a 
bronco at the rodeo.
De Ann bucked and twisted trying to escape the violation 
in her ass. Joe rode her hard, pulling his cock half way 
out then banging it back inside her. De Ann finally 
remained still and tried to relax her ass. The pain had 
subsided and now De Ann fought a pleasure that was 
building.

Joe slowed his pace, dragging his cock almost all the 
way out and then ramming it home causing his heavy balls 
to strike De Ann's cunt and clit. Joe pushed his hands 
underneath De Ann's arms and around behind her head and 
pulled her up to a standing position with his cock still 
buried to the base in her ass.

"Now, were going to walk into the bedroom and see how 
you look," Joe said and forced De Ann to walk with his 
dick in her ass.

With each step, De Ann felt more pleasure from the cock 
in her ass. By the time they reached the bedroom, De Ann 
was breathing rapidly trying to prevent another orgasm. 
When Joe forced her to look in the mirror, De Ann saw 
herself impaled on the cock in her ass and lost it. As 
her orgasm over came her, De Ann begged someone to suck 
her tits. Joe swung De Ann around and Sam clamped his 
mouth first over one breast then the other. De Ann was 
shaking her head from side to side and screaming.

"God, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again," De Ann screamed.

By now, David was hard again and sat on the couch and 
motion Joe to walk De Ann over to him. Joe knew exactly 
what David had in mind. De Ann saw David sitting on the 
couch with his dick sticking straight up and she knew 
what the two men were going to do. Strangely, De Ann 
wanted them to double impale her. As Joe positioned her 
in front of David, De Ann spread her legs wide and eased 
herself down of David's cock.

De Ann felt so full as the two cocks pistoned in and out 
of her ass and cunt. De Ann focused on the feeling of 
the cocks and could feel them touching inside her 
separated by just a thin tissue. De Ann worked herself 
up and down on David's cock while Joe pounded her ass in 
rhythm. Just as Joe stiffened and started cumming, David 
followed. De Ann was beside herself.

"Not again, noooooooo, I can't cum again... oh, my God, 
I can't stand it, fuck me harder," De Ann begged. De Ann 
could not believe the language she was using, but the 
orgasm was on her spreading throughout her entire body. 
Joe and David slowed their pace as their cocks went limp 
inside De Ann. De Ann was covered in sweat as she raised 
up off of David and Joe pulled his cock from her ass. De 
Ann collapsed onto the floor on her back, cum leaking 
from her cunt and ass. 

Sam walked over between her legs and De Ann looked up at 
him and spread her legs wide. Sam slid his cock into her 
cunt with little difficulty.

After Sam fucked her to another orgasm, the men left De 
Ann alone. She fell into a light sleep and after about 
thirty minutes awoke. At first De Ann was confused, but 
then she tasted the cum in her mouth and saw the sticky 
fluid on the inside of her thighs and the memory of what 
happen flooded over her.

"You can clean up and leave, make sure you leave the 
thongs," David said to her as De Ann stood on wobbly 
legs.

De Ann could not bear to look at the three men as she 
went into the bathroom and tried to clean up. It was 
almost 11:30 and she knew she needed to get home. Her 
cunt was sore, but her ass was even sorer. De Ann exited 
the bathroom dressed and without a word started toward 
the door.

"Don't forget, same time next week," David reminded her 
as De Ann opened the door.

De Ann started for the elevator when David's comments in 
her ears. She could not believe it, but De Ann started 
thinking about next week and her pussy flooded with 
juices to the point De Ann could feel them on the inside 
of her thighs. De Ann got on the elevator alone and took 
a napkin and wiped between her legs. The touch to her 
clit was wonderful.

De Ann sighed remembering the orgasms she experienced at 
the hands of David, Sam and Joe. She did not even 
realize she was fingering her clit until the elevator 
doors opened in the lobby. De Ann was thankful no one 
was waiting to get on the elevator.

As De Ann exited the hotel she went straight to her car. 
Before starting the car, De Ann dropped her head down on 
the steering wheel and started to cry. She had been 
conservative in dress and in sex her entire life, now in 
just two hours she'd been turned into something she 
never considered herself to be.

De Ann sighed heavily and said the words in a whisper, 
"I'm nothing but a slut." With those words said, De Ann 
stuck her hand under her skirt, rubbed her clit and 
thought about the fuckings she'd just received. Within 
moments, she accomplished her purpose and experienced 
another wonderful orgasm.

On the way home, De Ann stopped again and changed back 
into the clothes she wore. Once home, Brent kissed De 
Ann when she entered the house. Upstairs in the bedroom 
De Ann exited naked, her shaved cunt in clear view of 
Brent. 

"God, I want to fuck you," Brent said.

"I can't believe you said that to me," De Ann exclaimed 
with anger, "how dare you treat me like a common whore."

Brent mumbled an apology and watched disappointed as De 
Ann pulled on her pajamas, went to bed and roll away 
from him. A tear rolled down De Ann's face.

"After all," she thought, "I'm not a whore, I'm a slut."

END

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