We discussed it and agreed that we were having fun writing it trying to see life from the perspective of two older people. It was sometimes difficult ...o keep it clean and to realize that we had to keep it short and still develop the characters. We decided that fifteen chapters were more than enough and we would somehow wrap it up then. It didn't work.I actually asked Professor Daniels about that issue with Karen at my side. She said, "Your story will probably be the longest, yet it shows a lot. "I grunted, "Yeah, I've learned that." Stepping into the opening she had given me, I continued, "Speaking of new experiences, you're due for one of your own. I've been saving a little surprise for you." A surprise?" she responded inquisitively. "What kind of surprise?" The good kind, I hope." I said, smiling. "Just stay right there. I'll be back in a minute."I left her gaping at me as I headed up the stairs, taking them two at a time. It was a short trip to my bedroom to retrieve my prize from. The details were a bit sketchy, though believable. Sometimes she would rub her pussy through or under her panties while the boy next to her jacked off until he came. If the boys looking over could show cum on their hands too. She would get pussy juice on her fingers, let them smell it and a select few got to suck them into their mouths. One woman said the girl had let her son go down on her on the bus while everyone watched, but others were saying her son was full of shit. He would not even. ”The drink turned into lunch and everything was getting quite warm and a little fuzzy to the point where I was seriously considering how I was going to break up the trio and engineer a duo with Mo. They were both quite pretty and fun but Mo seemed like a better bet to take things a large step further.Her bare, freckled shoulders beckoned me and the rusty, dry and crinkled canyon of her chest seemed to invite me down it into a steamy land of adventure. I could imagine the sound of crickets.