We can island-hop, and we planned on that, but we wanted to go over to Key West, then do some of the Bahamas, then down to Puerto Rico, then hit the i...lands, probably starting after Christmas. We’re waiting on passports for that.So all that means this: My personal fairy tale life has taken a very unusual turn. A GOOD unusual turn.After a couple of weeks of living with my new mates, Mom asked me point blank, “Are you having second thoughts? Regrets? Because you always have a home here,. A twitch at the tape and down came the drawers leaving Lady Betty standing naked from head to foot!"Oh!" she wailed as her agonized eyes instinctively sought Molly's and read in her daughter's face her horrible anguish at the sight of her naked mother."Cover me up! For God's sake, cover me up, Jack!" she piteously pleaded as she involuntarily squeezed her legs together in a despairing attempt to shield her private parts from view. I touched the spring and made the ropes draw her off the ground,. I’d have to think it through for myself.“Let’s take a walk,” I said.Becky sagged back on the couch and looked sad. I walked over and took her hand, and led her out the front door. I remembered a walk taken just over a year previously where I was the one who was unhappy. Jocelyn, Dale, and I had walked into West Monroe, and back, after I’d blurted out my feeling for Jocelyn and she’d shot me down. And it was Jocelyn who was foremost in my mind.What was bugging me was that if my parents were. She looked so good in that shirt and as a result, Diane and I began having sex more often. Morning noon and night we fucked. It was like I was horny 24/7. We were having more sex than we did just after we got married. It probably didn't help matters much that I could smell Rachel's pussy on Diane more often than not.Eventually Diane got worn out from all the sex. She was always ready, willing, and able but her energy was decreasing. She respected my vow not to fuck Rachel and understood it. But.