Big boat.Since we had assumed the yard rent for the boat, we were 'customers' ... slightly crazy customers but still...The head office let us use a ph...ne. A simple dialing ... a couple of ringy-dingies and the secretary answered."Mr. Howland, please." I let Grace call. 'Let' is not exactly the correct word but she reads this journal."Yes, I do ... the 'let' part was holding out the phone and taping it to my fingers so I couldn't give it back. He is such a coward." The Austin twins." He gave us. Somehow she manages to take the entire thing down her throat and a part of me wonders if this isn’t the first time. After a few minutes Derek pulls her off and stands up. She guides Matt to a standing position and leans her over the couch. Once Matt’s hands are firmly planted she tugs down Matt’s panties, freeing the hard cock that’s been trapped in the silky black prison. Turning to me she catches the bottle of lube I tossed over. Pouring some of the lube on Matt’s ass she puts the bottle. Right under that was the picture of Todd’s fucked up BMW.There was another more recent post that neither Jess nor I had seen at that point.‘FUCKING BULLSHIT! Crazy ass bitch ratted me out to my boss at work AND I have a nasty voicemail from my FUCKING mother! Who the fuck does that!’Scrolling more, she found the photo and caption of her that had sparked Jess’ fury.She dialed Jess.“Jess, what the fuck did you guys do?!” Emma hissed into the phone as soon as Jess answered.“Well, did you ever see. My friend Alexis was fairly well-developed in college… and I just had to know what her boobs felt like against mine. Just a passing phase, I guess. (BTW, they felt wonderful!) Both of us also dated boys in college, but boys are harder to communicate with regarding sex, girls are more… you know… vocal, and a bit easier to talk to without ego getting in the way. So Alexis and I tried some clumsy and amateur groping together… it was fun… and very nice, but… we returned to just being friends..