Sergei and I shared a conversation. He even talked about his family, career, and interests. Sergei smiled as he said to me, ‘So you’re a sex hist...rian and you live in New York City?’ I said, ‘Yes, I am. I work at the History of Sex Museum in New York.’ Then, Sergei had introduced me to his brother Eric and his wife Irena who had just walked in. Eric looked a lot Sergei but shorter than him by two inches and he works as a chemical engineer at a power plant. His wife Irena was tall and slender. “He just might.” A strange look came over Diane’s face and she shook her head and gave Tina and me a kiss on the cheek and got out of bed.“I’m going to grab a shower then call a cab,” she cut off my protest, “you stay with Tina. I’ll give you a call over the weekend.”I looked up as she put her robe on, she had been totally nude. She saw me looking and smiled, I mouthed “thank you” to her and she blew me a kiss. I had meant for her support, not the view, I trust that’s what she was responding. The pussy lips were against Sandra's tightly closed lips. Maria began to rub her pussy along Sandra's face. Sandra felt the warmth and could smell the odor of the other woman's pussy. "Get to licking, bitch, " said Maria. Still Sandra refused. "Okay, if that's the way you want it," said Maria as she stood up. She walked over to a bag which lay on the ground, her skirt still pulled up around her waist. Her large fleshy ass exposed. "Turn her over," Maria said to the men. Sandra was grabbed and. Nothing out of the ordinary had occurred, no warning, no omen to alert him to the results of the day to come. Tim was in first grade and it was recess. It had rained that day and the area under the swings was wet and muddy. Tim loves the swings and he headed straight for them. He was busily swinging when the chain of the swing broke. Down he went right into the mud and water. When he returned to the classroom he was a mess and Mrs. White, the teacher, said that he would have to change clothes.