I had indulged in some causal flirting so far, stringing her along to give me a free beer with my early dinner and it seemed that she had been anticip...ting me because I noticed straight away that the dumb little thing had more make-up then usual and her skirt was a lot shorter as well. "The usual Janin" I smiled approvingly at her attire which made her blush and scurry away to fix up my food and drink, and while later just as the last people went away leaving my alone with the young girl she. You have me spread open so wide. Thank you!"Katrina watched as Gretchen pulled a large butt plug from her pocketbook and set it on the nightstand. Katrina couldn't take her eyes off the thing. It was a huge conical object with a tip of only about an inch around. But the bottom of the thing was at least four inches wide. Her asshole hurt just looking at it."You're NOT going to use that on me. Are you?" Katrina whimpered."Well, I'm not going to stick it in my own tight little asshole!"Katrina's. ” “I know,” I said. “It's just, well, it's my marriage. It was a mistake, something I shouldn't have done, and I feel really guilty about it.” “So,” he asked, “what are you going to do? Do you feel guilty enough to confess? Should I stay out of town forever so he doesn’t beat me up?” “No,” I said. “I can keep it to myself.” “Think we can still be friends?” he asked. “Why not?” “It will always be there,” he said. “Standing between us, present whenever we meet.” “We don't meet much anymore,” I. Well, that fucked my chances (literally) with the bridesmaid that I fancied, because I never was partial to following anyone else down the highway of pleasure. Especially if they were as promiscuous as Joe was. Christ knows what you could pick up. Although AIDS wasn't around back then. Well, we'd never heard of it anyway.I seemed to spend quite a bit of time in Winnie and her family's company that evening, as I had done for most of the time I'd been over there. Although I'd told Joe that I.