“Beth, I don’t think that’s a very good idea. You and Lance are back together, all we are doing is tempting fate.”, I replied. “So you have ...lown me off already, Jeff ?”, she snapped. “Now, wait Beth, what about the letter you wrote. After all we shared that’s the let down I get ?’, I retorted.“Jeff, I have to talk to you to settle things once and for all, please.”, she begged. “I will get back to you, Beth. Soon.”, was my reply. Friday night came around, I went to the local Thai Restaurant on. I felt like a serial killer with her first prey, and it was a feeling of power. Once at my house I invited him in and led him to the bedroom. He knew what was going on, but he was nervous and I think I might have been his first. I didn't know what to do so I just looked at him and said with an excited sigh "I just really want you to fuck me!” and with that he moved in for a kiss. We fell to the bed and ripped off each others cloths. I couldn't believe I had this young stud in my bed, and I. Well, I just don't like leaving you here by yourself. Sure you won't come out to Lakecrest with me? Elsie's looking forwards to seeing you again."This last statement chilled the marrow in my bones. Mum's Aunt Lizzie was the stuff of nightmares; a woman whose merest glance could reduce grown men to quivering orthodontists. Then there was my cousin Elsie, a socially challenged cyber-geek with coke-bottle glasses and an eating disorder. Dinner with Dr Hannibal Lecter was preferable to a week with. Dave's large hands fondled her ass cheeks - first through the thin white skirt - later directly on the exposed flesh. They kissed deeply. Tongues whipping together like snakes mating.They watched similar actions of the other dancers surrounding them in the semi-darkness. Dave and Vicky were unique only in their stunning beauty and almost professional love-making/dancing. It looked almost as if they had choreographed their lewd actions. His mouth trailed wet kisses down her long throat. Vicky.