. When we get back to camp at night, we spike the girls drinks (not all just the ones eager to stay up late) and they end up passed out in different t...nts and camp sites..but first games in the play tent down by the lake --organized by men-- girls to play twister --hula hoop- hide and seek and my favorite musical laps...men's laps are the chairs they fight so hard to get on -- a hard dick and when the music stops they throw themselves down our laps and squirm until we let them glide up and down. At first they just screwed each other on “dates” where they’d pretend to be other people, but then each met other partners who usually became long term lovers. They didn’t do threesomes or swapping but Mom said that sometimes she would even have more than one lover on a given day. Answering my concern, she stated emphatically that the extra sex with others only increased her desire for, and enjoyment of, sex with my father.I told mom how much I appreciated her sharing that with me and that she. She carefully counted the money, she didn't care that he saw. She'd been stiffed too many times to give a shit about his feelings. Satisfied, she rolled to notes up and slipped them into her all too small panties. His legs began to tremble with excitement as she told him to follow her, and strode away down the road into a long, dark alleyway. Even though he knew no-one cared, he looked both ways before following her. She seemed to walk for an age before coming to a stop in the deepest, darkest. The first line said, “Be ready at the same time next Tuesday.” Mary remembered Linda saying that this was the first of your changes, and realised that this was not the end. What else would she have to endure, as well as the laser treatment? She thought about Linda’s piercings. Would she have to be pierced like her?The phone rang. It was her friend Sue. How about a day out shopping next Tuesday? Mary could hardly answer. She felt weak at the knees. Tuesday was already booked. What could she say.