A slow build-up works best for me, and she doesn't have the patience. Like earlier today, she came into my room to tell me I needed to take a break fr...m my research. My thesis isn't due for another six months, so I knew exactly what she really wanted.I pulled her onto the bed beside me, and we started making out. We went the full nine yards (or 823 centimetres if you prefer) stripping each other's clothes off, groping each other's tits, asses, and pussies. We licked, kissed and sucked each. “Go to church naked, livestock? What the fuck!,” I grunted. I was becoming quite quick use with my ‘F’ word especially in regard to the thug son. “I wonder why he didn’t make it a point to ask me if I had a hard-on!”I gave up trying to figure him out and would tell all the sisters about it, see what they thought. I hadn’t yet gone to church not even while I still had clothes to wear. I figured there was some reason why the family feared my father’s influence and were somehow trying to placate. I had no real friends, having lost contact with those I had schooled with so long before. We moved around a lot the first couple of years. Paying the rent and bills was hand to mouth for a long time. I hardly went to school for the last four years. They basically wrote me off, so I had no qualifications.”“I can tell you must have been a bright girl, Marina, if you had been given the opportunities, who knows what you could’ve achieved?” Sophie said.“Maybe, again we’ll never know. At work I met. He had his hand on her breast and she had her hand inside the front of his swim trunks. An older guy with a drink in his hand stood to her right watching them intently.“Don’t be shy!” Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by. “Feel free to mingle. We’re all here to meet people and enlarge our circle of influence…among other things!” She smiled coyly and kept walking.Rod scanned around looking for his friend and didn’t see him at first. Then they spotted one another at the same time and waved..