It was spectacular. We got fucked, we had sex. Mostly, though, we made wonderful love with Charlie. Beth was right. We need more lovemaking. Gracey, m... love, I would really like the two of us to have a night with him. However, I think that I’d like to share him with each of you. We need to have all the two-girl permutations with him. It’s absolutely the best of both of our worlds.”Dad and Shameka traded each other’s vehicle keys for the day, and they were working out something for the long-term. ’Jennifer had no frame of reference at that point in her experience for just exactly how unusual Brad’s life had actually become.A couple of silent hours later, Brad emerged from his office with his briefcase in hand and stopped at Jennifer’s desk. He did not look her in the face and appeared to focus at a spot high on the wall as he spoke. His voice sounded soft, but he appeared to be restraining himself from saying something in anger. Jennifer quietly waited for him to speak.“Jen,” Brad said,. Last summer I went to one of my favorite bath houses on a Sunday when I knew it would be busy. Before I went, I took a lot of time that morning to dilate & loosen up my hole with dildos. My hole is still very tight because I don't slut myself out very often; so when I go to the bath house I want to make sure my pussy isn't going to be too tight when I'm lucky enough to snag those thick, hung tops.So, I went early enough to get a room just before it got busy and got in my usual ass up/face down. His remark drew roars of laughter. "Oh wait," he continued, "that's not a girl, it's just a sissy faggot who likes to show off his nice legs, isn't that right?" I pulled my shorts up pretending not to listen. I didn't want to antagonize him. Garrett was a very strong guy and had plenty of jock friends around to help him out anyway. He started to walk towards me. "Say it." he said. "What? Get away from me. I don't want any trouble." He grabbed my right arm and twisted it behind my back. Pushing.