And though I went to bed that night haunted by at least a million menacing questions, somehow it was still the best I’d slept in weeks.I’m not pro...d of this next part, but I kept a very close eye on Eliot after that—his comings and goings, all the odd hours he was missing from work. Infatuation, I knew, was slowly spilling over to obsession. I left my window open at night, listening for the creak of hinges, or the soft swish of footsteps through the grass. Whenever he snuck off to the woods, if. He had stood up and stepped close, his eyebrows pulled down to join wrinkles above his nose. Breathing in I could smell the wood spice of his cologne, causing me to sniff again and tip my head closer to him; involuntary, instinctive hunger, like the saliva that springs to the mouth at the sizzling beef small of a steak. Hard fingers captured my upper arm, pinning it. “What the fuck. This has gone too far.” His lips came down hard on mine, punishing with their cruelness, stealing my breath. His. Louise and Sara laid there relaxed, and getting in tune with their own bodies. “Hmmm, my vagina IS tired. How bout yours.” Said Louise. Sara said. “I didn’t escape either. Unless that giant dildo… Wait, that was the sex goddess. Her pussy should be REALLY sore about now, where ever she is. Wait, that was me too. This is SOOO confusing.” “Well, let’s sleep on it.” Said Louise and they drifted off to sleep.The next morning, when they woke up, Louise said, “I had the strangest dream… What! My. She kind of surprised me because she really went to town sucking him. We kissed each other with the head of his dick pressed against both our lips and he kept saying how hot that was to see us both on it. I would lick the shaft while she sucked on the head and then I would take the head in my mouth and suck on it and she licked his balls. At that point I rolled her onto her back and started fucking her missionary style while Bill put his cock in her mouth. She sucked him and after a while I.