His locales were right on the money, and so was the attitude. Oh, the good guys usually won in his novels, but they often paid a high price in the pro...ess. I remember one of his Sackett tales, where Tell Sackett avenged himself against a wealthy rancher who had ruined his life. The man had ambushed Tell, shot him and left him for dead, stolen his new bride, then raped and killed her. You didn’t find that sort of thing in Zane Grey. It was a simpler time, with a simple code of honor, someone. I think slowly my wife is accepting him in to her life completely & as I told earlier I don’t want to leave my wife cos she is so beautiful & she loves me but I don’t know what she has seen in him that she is just not able to forget him.As I had mentioned earlier,whenever my wife sleeps with him he has the habit of shooting nude photos & videos of my wife & as I told earlier my wife is very open with me & tells me everything & I also encourage her to tell me everything that happens between her. Remember in the store I showed them to you? You were so shy, but, I didn’t care. Cully, Tommy bought me a pair of pink panties too, didn’t you, Tommy?”“Yes-I-did.”Like a damn robot, like the one on “Lost in Space.”“I like my panty collection. I have everything organized in our bedroom, in my lingerie drawer, don’t I, Tommy?”“Yes-you-do.”I had no room to talk, none. But, at least I could admit it. Yes, I wanted over there on one hand, and on the other I was wary. Would I be able to function once. I took her into my arms and told her I had enjoyed her performance on the patio. She blushed and looked down. The lump was obvious in my pants. Justin, will you please fuck me? Right now?" We fucked there, on the floor, with Sondra getting lost in her intense orgasm, and me blowing the biggest wad of cum I had ever shot into her hot, wet cunt. Afterwards, both of us soaking in the hot tub, Sondra apologized for exposing herself to the boys and told me how ashamed she was. I asked her if she was.