Vile. Whatever is it?" Whisky," I said, "very good whisky – twelve-year-old Talisker." I should be more careful," she said ruefully. "Have you got s...mething a little ... sweeter?" Sherry," I offered, "or Port? There's some cider if you want something more refreshing." Port ... that's what we had with the Christmas pudding, isn't it?" That's right." A glass of Port would be nice," she decided.The phone rang as I was pouring it and Rose-Marie answered it in the hall. There was a long pause after. Despite my need to get thoughts and information down on paper in some readable form, sex with Carol was becoming a daily or even twice daily activity. No complaints. The academic department where Carol worked was known for its innovations. Video tape had recently become available to the public, albeit an expensive item and in limited form and quantity. Her department had bought four video cameras and related equipment, and made them available to faculty, staff and students, all of whom were. She dragged Matt Sauder along with her. She introduced Matt as her boyfriend. Matt gave us a sheepish grin.Eric and Sammy organized the evening cracker barrel (bedtime snack). Joe, Justin and Sherry returned from checking us in and the Friday night leader's meeting. I introduced them to Kelly while we waited for the horde of kids crowding around the trays of snacks to eat their fill. Kelly and I talked with the Baers until bedtime. Kelly seemed to hit it off with Joe, Justin and Sherry.Joe Baer. And ... and I want to lick your pussy until you cum all over my face."Heather giggled. Melinda blushed scarlet."Sorry," said Heather."No, you're not." You're right, I'm not. Come on, I want that sweet little tongue of yours in my cunt."Melinda felt a rush of heat over her naked skin, and not all of it prompted by Heather's influence. As Heather turned around to enter the shower, Melinda's gaze drifted to Heather's rear, sending another little shiver of lust through her.Melinda let Heather.