The cracks had maybe appeared a little, but fundamentally Sue said she still looked upon sex as something between a wife and husband.She looked a litt...e sad and a little guilty as she forced herself to say how the last days had changed this. How she now felt freer and hungrier for new and different sexual experiences. She likened it to being a young single woman again. She said she loved the part of her life which was Sue the mother and Sue the wife and Sue my best friend. But these were now. 'You like that Mariel'? He called me by my name, he was personalizing this session, wanting to hear my approval for what he was doing, 'You like this dont you Mariel', he moaned again and again.We were now engaged in a sexual act, an act for which I had no escape, or recourse, and to my shame I found I had a slight response, relief even, I could handle this, no pun intended, I knew I was pleasuring him, but by hand only, then he did the very thing I thought he would not do, he raised my school. Want one?” Sandra nodded and I got two Cokes out of my mini-fridge. I should have been drinking water just to rehydrate, but if Sandra wanted to talk, I was going to need caffeine and sugar. I surprised myself when I blurted out, “How’s Melody doing?”“She’s pissed. She hung around all afternoon hoping you’d show up and then was hurt that you disappeared again. Amy’s with her.”“Why aren’t you with her?”“There are only two of us and two of our friends are hurting. I won the coin toss.”“Friends?”. They'd pull down their pants and tell us to hold their dick. They'd pull it out have us hold it, or shake it till it grew and was hard. They'd breath funny while we were shaking and pulling it. There was one lady who would take her tit put and have some k**s act like they were babies and nurse. As the years went by I'd stay at different places, some still the same. When I was in the third grade I met Kinney. He was a strange k**. When we'd get our bathroom break he didn't care who seen his butt.