The three of us made our excuses and were able to get together at a secret location away from our spouses. We met, made some small talk and teased one...another mercilessly. The talk about how to achieve satisfaction, without causing marital disharmony was a major concern. The discussion went from soft swing, to mutual touching, oral and full blown intercourse. What would be acceptable and what would not? Should there be a non-disclosure statement that everyone would have to sign? How could we. Mary had gone with him the first time, but never again! Everyone had to sleep on the heaving deck, and her lasting impression was of sea sickness, the smell of pigs and chickens, diesel oil, and no proper toilet facilities. She was not planning on going this time.This would be a window of opportunity, said those brain cells who saw her "problem" as "opportunity". More and more braincells had been coming over to that way of thinking. "You only live once!" they kept murmuring. A referendum of. Lacking the nerve to actually use it, she had simply locked it away.Wesley had changed a great deal in a short span of time. Her forbidden longings for her son returned with a vengeance soon after he beamed aboard. Now at nineteen, Wesley was almost the image of her husband, Jack - dead all these many years.From her medical training, Beverly knew other women had these fantasies. In fact she knew of a few cultures where having a son for a lover was not out of the norm. A son would take his. ." She'll be wearing one while she does her skating routine, along with all the other equipment she's still hooked up to from the Endurance Test," he explained, "At the moments that she has to use her most intense concentration, like when she goes into a jump, she'll receive a shock." You CAN'T be serious!" Nancy replied, mortified!"Tonya will have to keep going, no matter how painful it gets for her," he continued, "that way, she'll learn to not let anything stop her, no matter how bad it is.".