My fingers search for the opening and slowly, gently, enter your body. Your hips arch upwards, and my finger plunges deeply into you. Your breath esca...es in a hiss. Your back arches again. Your hips press against my fingers and you don’t move. Pushing, pushing against my fingers, wanting them deeper. Slowly I withdraw my fingers but your hips arch upwards again, straining against my fingers. Again my fingers thrust into you. Your hips begin a rhythm, thrusting again and again against my. “I didn’t do anything that you wouldn’t do. I was being nice invitinghim over for dinner. His parents are out of town all weekend and he ishome all alone. I am sure you would have done the same thing. Oh by theway, make sure you wear something sexy at dinner tonight,” I said to herbefore quickly walking away.“You jerk! I know what you are doing?” my wife yelled back at me as Iheaded back outside.I couldn’t wait for five to come soon enough as my wife had come out ofour bedroom dressed in her. " You want to continue studying?" Absolutely!"Alice was so different from Sandra. And from Weena. I went back to the sitting room. It was like one of those experimental movies from the 60s with a split screen — Sandra and mum and two kids; David and dad and Weena with Patrick. Becky was telling about some game at school; Weena was telling about Charlie and Maddy selling the two stations. I was trying to wrap my mind around all of it when my mobile rang."Hollister." We just passed a sign that. ..well it wasn't a home anymore... “Good morning Mr. Knight”, said his homeroom teacher, Mr. Toer. “Morning”, Jess replied back. He took his seat and started on the homework he didn't finish last night. Math was a particularly hard subject for Jess. He was just one bad grade away from failing the subject for the semester, but at this point that was the last thing on his mind. Staring at the blank sheet of paper in front of him, his mind started to wander. “What am I even doing here? I have no.