His bedroom was on the top floor of the house and well away from anybody. We stumbled together up the stairs, his hand keeping slipping down from my w...ist to my ass, with me trying to lift it off all the time, thinking to myself l'll make him pay when he's sober in the morning. Finally l got him to the bedroom and lay him down on the bed, we were both giggling. Looking at him l was thinking if you weren't my brother......... 'Come on let's get these clothes off and cover you up' l undid his. "What do you think, BITCH? Haven't you looked at me? Maybe you see people feeling sorry for themselves; I see them feeling sorry for me or just wanting to get away from my ugliness. How hard is that to figure out?"Mary began to wonder if Karen was, in fact, salvageable. There was no sense of emotional communication, none at all. Perhaps Terry could get through with shared intellectual respect, or past history. Mary wasn't sure if the other women could get beyond Karen's anger. Karen continued. She was right.We went to pick up our waitress but she wanted to drive her own car. Debra wanted Jane to ride with her. Jane asked me and I gave her permission. Then I kept a close eye on my rear view mirror to make sure that she didn’t take off with Jane.At my apartment complex we got on the elevator. The waitress went right to her knees and shoved her face in Jane’s pussy. Luckily no one wanted to get on and we arrived at our floor undisturbed. I unlocked the door but Jane had told Debra our. We made a point of fucking like rabbits on the Friday night so we could last longer and heighten our sexual pleasure with the men we were expecting the next day.We spent a good deal of time deciding what to wear or not wear for the two men, who by now we know as Chris and Peter.We are both proud of our still firm, forty-year old bodies. We shave each other so we both have just a tuft of pubic hair. My man says my best feature is my ass and firm tits with big nipples. His standout feature is.