He lived down the street from me, he was a few years older than I was." Did you play together?" Yeah, I guess." Did he play with other kids?" I don't ...now." When you played together, was it always you and him?" Yeah. Just the two of us." So, what kind of friendship did you have with him?" I guess we were best friends." Did he molest you at the beginning?" No, it was maybe, three or four years later." How long before it stopped?" It lasted the summer." Did you think it was wrong?" No, not at. "My God, Ranny, can't this lousy nig... driver get us to Nashville any faster?" This from Marianne after agonizing swoops over steep and short hills, twisting roads and almost constant swaying side to side for those in the back. Marianne was convinced that Sanford was trying his best to make their ride as uncomfortable as possible."Marianne, Sanford is doing his best to get us to the highway."Sanford, what seems to be the trouble. Shouldn't we be on the Interstate by now?" Why, yes sir. I. To fucking them both, though there were of course other thoughts now racing through my mind. I wondered..."OK, I have to ask. If the two of you are this comfortable being nude in front of one another, something tells me, this isn't the first time you have either."They looked over at one another briefly, a sudden agreement and acknowledgement passing between them as they did that, as one, they turned back around facing me, smiles on each of their faces. "Obviously...we have yes," Valerie said. ” Growling against my breast, he removes my nipple from his mouth. With wobbly legs, coasting still from such a strong orgasm, I manage to keep upright. I slide my bottoms down, trying to be as seductive as I can, highly aware that though the porch is pretty well concealed, anyone could possibly see me. I don't care though, the pure adrenaline is taking control over me. My clothes off, I stand there, not in an awkward way, my arms folded loosely under my breasts. I'm simply me. As I watch.