I'd lied when I'd told Savannah that she had a good body, to build her up so my rejection would be even more effective. Savannah was actually too slim...for my taste as I prefer girls with lovely, big breasts like Carol's; Julia's and Ava's personalities more than making up for their sad deficiencies in the breast department. But Savannah had neither large breasts nor a good personality. Most of Savannah's clothing accentuates her tallness, slimness and color, so I wasn't expecting much from her. I met them Thanksgiving morning and we all had the dinner that she and her mother had prepared. After dinner I offered to bring her a slice of pie. I instead returned from the kitchen with a ring on a pie plate and I proposed to her.George Carlin once mused that people don't seem to get laid much at Thanksgiving. He definitely wasn't there that Thanksgiving. Once Lynne's parents had returned to their hotel, she proceeded to fuck my brains out.We were married on a boat in Galveston that. I suddenly wondered what happens if the cooks assistant is a young guy. I posed the question and was told by Andy " Well Laura, I hope it won't embarrass you, we still share everything here and the young fellows get to know it. They soon learn to drink cattlemen's cream and look forward to their nightly dose". I shuddered, not for the young guy sucking these old farts off every night, but for myself, knowing what awaited me each night in the shower. Ocker then said " Yeah but do you remember. . Emma taunted.Fine ... Amanda picked up the magazine as she stuffed an onion ring in her mouth. Emma plopped herself down, and promptly took a bite of frozen yogurt as she popped a bite of gooey brownie into her mouth. Only people with bodies like theirs could get away with such horrendous dieting habits.Amanda promptly choked on her onion ring.Soda? Emma offered her her Diet Coke. She nodded, grabbing the bottle, and taking a swig. She coughed again, only less urgently.What the fuck? she.