“You had sex with me,” I pointed out.“Yes, we had sex. I didn’t hear you complaining when we did it.” As he said that, my mouth opened to re...ort but no words came out. “It’s all right to have some regrets, that’s normal. I’m not sure how it began, but it was more fun than I had in years.”Upon hearing those words, a blush crept across my cheeks. “More fun than he had in years,” was how he described taking my virginity and cumming inside of me.Still, it was weirdly flattering. I felt desired,. He nodded his satisfaction."I saw the thing in the Sun-Trib," he said. "Sucks. But you're still thenicest and most gracious lady I ever met."He turned and was quickly gone. She walked into the restaurant alone."Hey, there, sweets!" Greta called out to her. Sharon smiled at her.Greta had never hidden the fact that she found Sharon attractive. Therevelations in the Sun-Tribune had put a damper on that, but Sharon wasglad to see that they could still be friends."I do hope you're going to sue the. We filled a large wooden box full of leg and neck meat and took it to the Indian Village. That was a big deal that required a feast.We already had some early spring vegetables that we cooked with some fresh buffalo meat before it had aged. The meat had to be cooked a little longer, but it was still good in a stew.We didn’t pack the smoke house full, so the two boys and I went after hogs the next week. Their location was reported and not hard to get at. We brought two hogs down, and had them. She continues. “Your Dad is fucking my Mum. That’s it. We’re not blood relatives. We’re just two horny teenagers who like fucking and who happen to be stuck living together for God knows how long. Yeah?” I couldn’t have put it better myself. “Yeah,” I say. “Absolutely. We help each other out and there’s nothing else to it. Mutually beneficial. Nobody’s getting hurt and we’re both satisfying a need.” “Exactly. And I don’t know about you but I quite enjoy it. It’s a natural instinct, it’s what.