More than in love, I knew that Jesse completed me.Strangely the thought came to my mind that we were like two pieces of a jigsaw story: individually w... didn't mean anything but together we had a story to tell. That image comforted me on the long drive up and over the mountains, to the dry hot mesas of western Colorado.I was excited but tired as I drove down the long driveway at the ranch. Pulling into the yard in front of the house, I stopped and looked at the sun setting over the mesas to the. He goes into the bedroom and finds it empty at first but then Clara emerges from the en-suite bathroom dressed in a bathrobe and a towel wrapped on her head. Clara pauses and glares at him with dead eyes. Crossing her arms, she leans against the bathroom door frame and says, “Is that your form of apology?” Paul frowns and grind his teeth. Even he thinks that he's a bit pathetic. Still, he shrugs and says, “Yeah...maybe?” Clara shakes her head slowly. “No?” Paul asks. “Drop those in the trash,. I didn't know if I wanted morefrom Paul or not, but I refused to let an old voice of someone who nolonger exists dictate what I did or didn't do. I quickly shoved that partof the old me back down as far as I could. Looking up at Paul, I smiledat him to let him know I wasn't mad. I softly told him, while looking upinto his eyes, "I'm not mad, at all..." Inside I was a bundle of nerves,I was afraid and excited at the same time. I had to find out for myselfif this was something I wanted, without. They were both covered in sweat."You really liked that? Pretending I'm her?" Karen kissed his shoulder. "We can do that more often. I think it's fun." She gasped a little as Brad flexed his cock. "Think about how hot it would be. Fucking me as hard as you can, screaming 'Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!'. Mmmmm..." Karen slowly rocked her hips under her nephew. "Oh!" she exclaimed, remembering something. "You wanted proof, right?" Huh?" Brad asked sleepily. "Here. Consider this an extra special.