Kyle turned to me, "You mean George isn't the least bit pissed off that you messed around with his wife?"I shook my head, "Not one bit. I would have c...t off my arm for him if he'd asked for that; instead, he wanted me to love his wife and conceive the child that he couldn't because of a wartime injury. I love both George and Summer. I would still do anything I could to help them."Kyle turned to Crystal, "And you weren't angry or peeved that your boyfriend and lover not only slept with Summer,. James withdrew from her mouth and without a word another cock took his place, she knew it was her father and that she had reached the ultimate degradation as a slut that she could. Where could she go from here, and all the time was the knowledge of the video camera. Now she knew why James had hired five additional cameras on top of their own, there had to be one to each girl.“Go Dad. Complete family whore this one.” It was John, relishing her ass. If only they knew just how much of a. You know while we have hills these are real mountains. Something of which I can’t get enough.It is pleasant out here but that picnic next door is kind of loud.It is more pleasant now.Do you think so? I never exactly know how an older guy thinks. You are so different from the guys my age.I don’t think we are all that different, just calmer, not in such a hurry.Oh the guys I have dated have all been real jerks, possessive, clingy, don’t seem to want to let me be me. They date me because when. So I continue to work into the night on Friday. Becky is off out, dressed to impress in a cornflower blue gypsy dress and high heels strappy sandals. She see me through the window and blows a kiss and a a cheeky wave as she is away with her friends."have fun!" I shout through the window. "I hope too!" she shouts back.I carry on working, not noticing how late it is.I get a cold beer from the fridge, notice it is 1am, Saturday morning, I think, here we go, drop this beer, have a quick look.