" And this took you 5 days?" Napoleon asks in a testy voice. His disdain for the protectors story is blatant."No, what took us 5 days was that the Twi...ters and Nightingales started to help us on our search. And we ran into a group of the third party. They were every thing that the Saint Louisans said." Were you able to find out who they are?" I pipe in to ask. This is just too much of a coincidence."They fled when we enter the engagement." Did they know who you were?" I am now dying of. " Were you reading fiction or history, Robert?" I read a little of history, some action stories, a lot of what might have happened and a little of what could have been. I've always wondered how we came to where we are." That's fantasy too, Robert. Historical novels and adventure are just another form of fantasy writing. Unless you're reading factual accounts of actual events it's all fantasy." I don't know about that. What would you call Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn?" They're fantasy too,. He had a satisfying look on his face. Mr. Pattern took the shower nozzle and washed the soap and cum off of his cock. I then stood up and turned to face my back towards him. He grabbed me by the waist and bent over me. I could feel his cock near my ass, which to my surprise was still rock hard. He yanked hold of my breasts and squeezed on them hard, I hissed through my teeth. As he fondled with my breasts, he rubbed against my body. I was so horny, and my throbbing wet pussy really wanted some. It was pretty sexy to watch Lena lick a hot pussy that I'd just fucked. And when she looked up at me while her girlfriend sucked my semen from her slit, the look in her eyes was priceless.So I suppose I should have expected it when, on the eve of Joe's next visit, Lena again snuggled next to me and began to try to convince me how sexy it would be if — this time -- Joe and I were to interact the way she and the other girl had done.She told me, "Joe and I used to talk about group sex and he.