I cleaned myself and the toilet up and went downstairs and sat quietly for the rest of our stay.For the next few days I was petrified every time the p...one rang thinking it was her ringing to tell Debbie what she had found when she went to do the washing, but that never happened so I calmed down. A few weeks later we headed over to see her again and my anxiety returned and grew the closer we got but when she greeted us at the door it was all very friendly and within a few minutes the two of. "Oh, Tony, it's you!" Slim exclaimed loudly, stepping back with a laugh. "I was just coming to see how you were getting along, you horny son-of-a-bitch!"Tony was surprised to see the muscular spa owner red in the face and gasping as if he had just run the hundred-yard dash. Christ, what was wrong with the guy?"Those um--exercises this morning got me kind of tired after last night," he said, trying to step around the brawny boyfriend of one of the girls he had just balled. "So I--um--I spent the. Dad took off that weekend to solicit some new ‘friends’ to fuck his wife and to get their cocks sucked by his thirteen-year-old daughter.I got my cock sucked and I fucked them both every chance that I got. I wouldn’t let Marcy drain my cock, I needed to cum inside one of them every time that I got hard. Mom loved it whenever I would tell her to clean Marcy up afterwards.When the day finally arrived Marcy got to suck eight of Dad’s ‘friends’ until they were hard enough to fuck Mom. The deal was. I looked at the book one last time before I returned it to the librarian for placement back on the shelf for another reader. It was right at that moment that I realized we were all like books on the shelf waiting for someone to read us and pass us on to the next person to enjoy as well. I decided that I would take out a book about a specific battle in the American Revolution and see if it would trigger my sub-conscious to make that mystical jump back into the past in the same way I had done.