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112. Dora`s bill112. Dora`s bill (a revamp)Let me introduce myself, the names Lenny, 6ft of unkept, red headed, slim, tired, unemployed, sex mad 30 year old , whose wife is the delectable Dora, a 5ft 10, 36D 24 37, a 25 year old blonde who has just returned to me after some days of intense adventure.It all started at the library, as I said a month ago, I was keeping a low profile from the good lady having squandered her holiday fund on a certainty that obviously with hindsight was not... and the library seemed to be the best place it being warm and the last place on earth the wife would look for me, me not being a bookworm. Anyway another of the great unemployed, a chap called tony, who I had known for a while came over and marked my card that a local loan shark, Sharkie by name was angling to use my wife in his ?massage parlour? and today was his collection day. The man was a grease-ball, and he was known to be both violent and to run prostitutes, some of which were former clients of the loan business who had been unable to pay.Forewarned was forearmed, I nipped off home to Dora, her rage being the lesser of the two evils and I did not want her to face this chap alone, though I didn?t aim to get involved if I could avoid it as while I had a wife that I felt I would like to keep for myself I also wanted to keep my own body intact!I slipped in the back way just as the door was hammered by one of ?the collectors? men. Dora answered the persistently ringing bell, and there was some `on the doorstep diplomacy` the upshot being her being told she would be visited again tomorrow afternoon by the boss himself for full payment. She returned to the kitchen to find me making her a pot of coffee which took the wind from her sails just a little. Her eye was steely as she said that ?we would talk about her savings later? but that she wanted to speak to me about this loan shark problem. Now I till this morning had had no idea that the silly bitch had been daft enough to use money from him to buy the Christmas presents this year and in the ensuing months the interest had built up so badly, a small loan was now looking like the national debt to our small income. We sat on our couch, swilling coffee, and had a long talk about our options she was a scared woman the £2000 would be hard to find.Dora cleaned for a local doctor`s surgery, it was part time and paid little but it was cash in hand and regular and she had done the job for a number of years. She also worked for a bookie and a dentist cleaning the workplaces of these worthies on the same basis.Combined the three of them would not be enough to pay a week`s money to the shark and eat. So our options were as I saw it to run off to some other area of the country, rob a bank, commit suicide, or for Dora to go on the game, (the astute amongst you will note me working was not an option I thought of.)I was not keen on any of those first 3 options, and Dora was unhappy about getting into prostitution, don?t get me wrong she is and was when we met no virgin, we have been swingers for years, but she was not into not being able to pick her partners. So she wobbled off to her jobs that evening, a very unhappy soul, nothing having been decided.Her first job being the dentists, one Micklewhite by name, an older single man who had made the odd pass at my wife on occasions over the year she had worked for him. She had her own keys to close up after she had finished, so it was normal that he would see his nurse and receptionist away then always hopeful, he would chat for a moment before he left.That night she was looking tearful and down, so he asked what was wrong, sitting her down in his rest room and plying her with tea. She tearfully explained the problem was to raise £2000 by tomorrow or she would be in hospital or working the streets. Sensing a way of at last getting his wicked way the dirty old git said that he couldn?t get that much together but he might manage £1000 if she would play with his body for a time. She asked for how long, knowing some of the things suggested by him in the past and he said he wanted to ?be her plaything a few times each month for say six months? The girl was twix a rock and a hard place, she agreed as long as ?the money was in her hand tomorrow morning. A plan was hatching as she knew the doctor and the bookie had designs on her body as well, she thought to herself she would try selling her body to them and she might get lucky enough to be able to pay old Sharkie and mayhap make a profit on the job as well!He soon went as he had an engagement he couldn?t break and so she completed her duties, locked up then went to the surgery. Now our old doctor was a grand soul but his wife was a cripple, Dora knew he had a fancy for her and had for a while he having ?talked dirty ?to her. She began her cleaning while the last few patients were being dealt with, then the receptionist beat a hasty retreat as she cleaned the waiting room, the last patient hobbled past and away shown out by Doc Mobley, as he returned he istanbul escort greeted Dora, who by now was looking tearful.He leant a sympathetic ear and soon had her spilling her story over a cup of coffee, she mentioned the £2000 and how silly she had been and laying it on thick saying she would do anything to obtain the cash by the next day. He too soon took the bait saying he could perhaps loan her the money and explaining how his life was a sexual desert, his wife being a cripple and unable to help him out. Dora said she would never be able to return the loan in cash if she had it so he suggested if she was ?nice to him? she could have it paid off in no time, and that he felt she was worth a £100 pounds a time to him, as he was so desperate and she was so attractive. The deal was struck, and each evening he would ?work late? and they could be ?Together!? He promised her the money the next morning and she could work it off over the next few months. After a kiss to seal the bargain and a quick grope to prove she was not faking it, he went off home to see to his wife, Dora finishing the cleaning then locking up and trotting away to the betting shop.This she knew would be a challenge, as old Cornet the bookie being as tight as a tick. The old misery would turn milk with a single glance and would sit watching her as she swept and dusted she said it made her skin crawl. He had told her many times before that he had would ?spank her arse if she kept bending over like that,? so tonight she bent down in front of him whenever she had an excuse. I did not take long for her to reel him in.He suggested he would like to ?put her over his knee and spank her pert bottom till it was red,? she said ?would he now, and would he pay for the privilege as she was a lot short at the moment.?His shrewd mind took that in a mille-second, and the cogs began to churn, she explained she was in trouble and that she needed the £2000 by tomorrow, so he went all sympathetic, asking who the debt was with, there followed a lot of tooth sucking then he made her an offer of paying off her debt, if she would become his plaything for a while. Dora knew he was a slimy old sod but decided that better a few days in his bed than in the local A