Jovita’s parents and grandmother still lived there while the kids were grown and scattered along the Hudson Valley. The front door was open for them...already. Hanna got the pumpkin pie they brought out of the car trunk while Jovita walked up the front steps. She hurried to catch up with her girlfriend before they both entered the house. The front door lead directly to a living room where Jovita’s family was watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade on TV. The eldest was Jovita’s brother who. Kyle should try to be as good as he can be. So should all the others. That isn't competing. That's excelling. Look at Phil. Everyone tells me he was really excellent at keeping all the machinery running. Larry was just as good in scheduling and production. You had your own areas of excellence. Achievement doesn't necessarily have to mean competition. Even a certain amount of competition can be a good thing." It wasn't for us, Kenny. We fought all the time. It kept us from being close like. Those days, I used to have regular sex with this guy and I was also still involved with my ex boyfriend, Pramud. Pramud and I were in the process of breaking up but sometimes we used to spend some time together like movies or dates. These dates eventually ended with me in bed with Pramud. Right from my teenage, I never had problems in seeing multiple men. I never had a problem in being in bed with one guy on one night and being on another’s guy’s bed the 2nd night. I always had backup options. I guess I was just a bit saddened by her choice. I really liked the Savannah I’d come to know. She’d really grown on me and now I could only hope this new Savannah would grow on me as much. I grabbed her head and started to fuck her mouth and that seemed to do the trick. My orgasm wasn’t as intense as the last time I’d enjoyed her mouth but it did the trick and after squeezing the last few drop out I was ready to introduce my new slave to the family. I was also starving. I drew her to her feet.