They ran into Cass and Beth on the bridge, so they turned around and walked back to the meal pavilion with them. This time though they just grabbed so...e coffee and sat down with the girls. They were both a bit depressed and when Annabelle asked why, it was because Zack had been arrested again. That group of activists he had gotten involved with wasn’t giving up their push to create a pride parade, although this time they were trying to paint a rainbow crosswalk on one of the bridges and were. The three-some was not only an organic climax, but a climax to the "Bachelor4U" reality game. Before leaving, Randy asked Terry, "How old is Samantha?" "She's twenty-three. Why?" "The women playing the game were to be at least thirty." "I tweaked her driver's license when she sent it in as proof of her age." "I see. I just knew she wasn't thirty, but she sure is a great fuck." "You're right about that," Terry said. "Look, Randy, I want to be up front about this. Sam is a pro, if you get what I. The woman chuckles, brushing a few loose strands of her graying hair behind her. "Some things lost don't wish to be found. Did you ever consider that?" "Of course not-" you snap back, still struggling with the equipment you've strewn about the floor. "That's completely absurd." Is it? I wonder..." She muses, pulling a crystal hand mirror out from beneath her robe. She looks intently into it for several moments, as if scrying into another reality. You look up confusedly to her as you finish. "I've never had a bare pussy before, Uncle John. Roger is going to go nuts over it." Damn!" he groaned. His thumb "slipped" and rubbed my clitty."You're making me horny, Uncle John," I moaned theatrically. "You're touching me so naughty!" Your mother said I could," he panted."You're naughty with my mother too," I sighed."She said you know now. Do you hate me?" You've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you?" I suggested."Ohhhh fuck," he groaned. "I shouldn't ... but I did." I don't.