We were all sitting around the table in my mom and dad’s dining room. Anyway this was three years after I saw Del at the seminar I just mentioned. M... sisters, their husbands, and my parents were all riding me about the president. The president by the way is a Democrat, he’s black, and he’s a little on the liberal side.My oldest sister, that’s Vonda, she was married to Del, and she was giving me this raft of poop about the president. She was telling me how he’s a liar, he’s corrupt, his birth. In crossing over, aroused by the lushness of Irmgard’s sex, Stefan was breathing on her pussy’s lips and drawing in its sexy smell. Now Irmgard’s shaking hands were in his hair. Moaning a ‘Yes!’ she was ready to push Stefan's mouth on her pussy’s never-kissed lips.But Stefan looked up. Irmgard’s eyes were on him. In the candlelight, she looked beautiful, excited, aroused. Stefan asked, ‘You want me to kiss your pussy, don't you? Kiss your pussy like I tongue-kiss your hot mouth? I’ll taste. In factI made a mess. Luckily, or probably by design, Sunday was clean nightieand sheets day so we could hide the evidence so-to-say.The staff knew quite well what was going on. In fact they encouraged it.We even got sort of harnesses so that we could strap on our partnersdildo. We called them dildos now. This meant that not only could Ipleasure Iris, but the end of the dildo pushing back against my clitexcited me as well.Those Saturday nights were good nights.One night I had a dream where I. I think Tanya knew that all too well and that is why she suckered me into the stupid bet on the opening day game in Atlanta. She had invited her friends over for beer and snacks while we all watched the game. Half of the time, I didn't really know what was going on, but I refused to ask questions because they would all snicker at my ignorance about baseball.There were four guys and us two girls.That's about all that could fit in the small living room anyways. I called them the four stooges.