That fact I would not forget. I only wished I could.After watching them do to Lilly what they were doing in the parlor they talked about fucking. Appa...ently this was the real thing. They were doing it so passionate, even so rough, scary harsh slapping her. Apparently I was the only one left in the group who didn’t know how to do it. Yet I was used but at least Vern didn’t slap me.According to them doing me in the anus was a kind of maybe, oh who knows, a special sub class of fucking but not. ”“So come on over now.”“It’s tempting, but Diana wants to do some shopping. So we'll see you in two hours. OK?”“Mmmmm, baby, that seems like forever.”“Well horny man, stay in control. Diana really wants to meet you. In the meantime, here’s something to think about,” she said. I looked up again to see her at the window. She smiled, holding the phone in one hand as she slipped a finger into her blue panties with the other. “Can you see the wet spot?”“Not from here, but I’d love to see you make. During thecard game we were joking and playing for pennies to makeit interesting. During the Joking Martin ran out ofpennies and asked Glen for a loan. The subject of Glen’sgenerosity and his overly extended, neighborly charitabledeed came up again. Martin recalled his feelings of hisearlier comment “I don’t know how we can ever repay youagain.” Joking Glen said, “Well if it will make you feelany better you can lend me your truck for Saturday. "They're over there," she said, waving a hand in the general direction of a well-dressed couple chatting on the other side of the room. Of course, I'd already known that beforehand, but every suave Don Juan needs a good icebreaker, right?"Ah, thanks. I'm Shaun by the way," I said by way of introduction as I proffered a handshake. Her return grip was firm, yet supple, hinting at a blend of strength and sensuality. "Gwendolyn, though everybody just calls me Gwen," she replied, raising her.