" Bullshit sweetie. It is your house too. I'll go along with it might not be right to do it on Jake's bed, but anywhere else in the house is fair game... I'm tired of listening to Fred whine about wanting to fuck you. Do me a favor and fuck him, please? Tell you what, we will sweeten the pot." What do you mean?" You and that cowboy were gone quite a while. How many times did you do him?"Three times." So all of his splooge is still in you?" Splooge?" You know, cum, jizz, sperm, special sauce or. She would get plenty of male attention on a nude beach and I told her so."You mean my son wouldn't be ashamed if I strutted my stuff for all to see?" The only thing your son wouldn't like is missing the chance to see you naked myself." Oh, Dean, you're funny." Maybe I mean it, Mom," and I left it there as she handed the call over to Beth. We ironed out her visit and all I needed to do was some cleaning and wash. But, what's new?My sister arrived about one-thirty on Saturday at the airport and. I feel strong vibes with a few women more than others and being in their company always got me excited. Over the years it had become normal for our group to share lewd and raunchy jokes and indulge in some harmless physical intimacies like holding hands, traveling jam packed in a car unmindful of whose wife was sitting close to whose husband, pinching each other playfully or a seemingly innocent peek on the cheeks. I realized that given a chance all women were as fun loving as men. I. I waited.“They are holding them, the men who sent me, they’re holding them; oh please, let me down, my arms are breaking.” She bit her lower lip and stared at me.“No,” I said, turning away, “you can hang there all night. I want the names.”She sobbed, her back shaking. I fetched another pitcher of water from upstairs and returned. I held the pitcher to her face and let her drink and then I poured what was left down her back. It was pretty cold in that cellar. She shivered and gooseflesh appeared.