What are they?" I frowned because I'd never taken drugs in my life, at least not when I wasn't sick."They're just ... diet pills." She jerked her hand...a little, being the persistant friend and so I took them, reluctantly."You're sure they're safe?" I looked at her and she nodded."I'm sure. Go on." Stacy smiled. "You can thank me later." Okay," I sighed, not totally sure I wanted to, but I trusted her and I was spread so thin just then."Hi!" I smiled at Jack as he came through the door and I. Next she'll be suckin' the Id out of my mind and I won't give a damn. What a girl!She positioned herself on her back, and placed her legs on my shoulders as Bubba slid in to the hilt. Helen cried out, "Oh, boy,"and tried to touch the ceiling with her toes. We began a torrid horizontal ballet.I could still taste and smell Helen's sweet juices encrusted in my mustache and beard from our earlier misadventures. My early morning mouth breath didn't seem as bad as usual, so I risked kissing her.. I laid there in bed thinking about what I would like to do with her and getting a taste of her fine looking pussy.I got up and took a shower ,then got dressed and went out expecting breakfast, but Kim was still with Sam . She did have coffee made so I poured a cup and sat at the table waiting for her. She finally came out telling me she will soon have breakfast ready ,then turned to the stove.I couldn’t resist getting up behind her when I saw a trickle of cum seeping down the inside of her. ”He stood from the chair so that she could sit down in front of the laptop. She opened the oldest e-mail from Bryce Pierre first. “Did that son of a bitch marry someone?” she seethed. “Who is this Amanda Wallace?”“It appears that she and Sean are husband and wife from the content and tone of Pierre’s email. Your husband said that she has an accent, either British or Australian, and she expects people to do what she says when she says it.”Folsom nudged Kimberly out of the chair and took her.