” “I know, but I wore it for daddy, would have worn it earlier but the other wives would probably have a hard time about it, and didn't want the h...ssle.” she peers over at the men and then back to Jenny “even in this tiny bikini I'll still get lines.... why don't we both bath topless.” giggling as she suggests it. “I don't know, I know John and dad wouldn't mind but what of your dad?”“I don't know, haven't done it before, and I wanna try it, but little scared to do it alone, the fence is high. I was back in the Campus Police I.T. office with him. I had told Myron to search records as if ‘Croyle’ were Teresa’s maiden name, not married name… her husband’s name had been ‘Easton Windham.’ Just as Laura had not formally changed her name after marrying me, which made sense what with her published works, research grants and general celebrity, Teresa had never taken her husband’s name. ‘Teresa entered college under the last name ‘Croyle’ and graduated under that name. Her first drivers. Then, I told her. And... she freaked. She just said she couldn't deal, then ran away, leavin' me standin' all alone, falling apart. She never looked back, I didn't look away, but we never saw each other again. That was six years ago two days from now. I haven't seen or heard from her in nearly six fuckin' years, and still any time I meet a girl I like, I realise she looks almost exactly like Buffy. So, I just gave up on actually trying to meet someone, and went back to my old habits, get some,. When the third guy was fucking me the first one I had straddled left the room. I looked up as he left and then down sideways. My girlfriend was still on the bean bag but now a guy was kneeling on the edge of it with his cock in her mouth. I had a private shiver. A compatriot. How far would she go in this situation? I kept my head turned to watch her while the guy fucked me. The eroticism started my tingling and my feeling built quickly. My fuck boy was going faster, getting.