What they did to you and what you did to them in return. What you did to yourself because you hated what you became. This isn't necessary."Jorge visib...y shook and his eyes bulged slightly when he realized that he hadn't asked the question audibly. "La Madre santa de Dios. ¿Quién es este hombre?" Jorge asked in a strangled whisper.Jim heard the Spanish with his ears but his mind heard, "Holy Mother of God. Who is this man?" I am just a friend that doesn't want to see you hurt again," Jim replied. By now it was mid-afternoon, but just to keep up the sexual theme and while the roast was cooking she said they could play a game of ‘ask whatever questions, question and question turn and turn-about, “but just” she said “between the two of us only, and we must both promise not to pass it on or to tell porkies,” he promised and so did she as they sat trimming sprouts and pealing carrots and spuds. The first question from Mike was “had she ever been in a gang bang?” she coloured up, but. The little brunette came scampering around the table and wrapped her arms around me. “It’s been so long!”What the hell? I glanced over at Marilyn, mortally embarrassed by whoever this woman was, now embracing me in front of my wife. Marilyn, however, was anything but shocked. She was grinning madly at me.The little brunette stepped back. “Carl! I can’t believe you don’t remember us!” She tapped a name tag on her substantial chest - ‘TAMMY (BRAXTON) BRONSON’.I glanced at the name tag, and it all. It was so fast, the bell went which indicated the time to get out of the pool. Everyone made their way to the closest side and jumped out. Steven didn't, he made his way to me where he grabbed my bulge and looked into my eyes as though to say, soon is the second installment.We rushed to get out and ready to make our way home, it was now well past mid-day and Steven got in, made a snack and went to his friends to go play some football. I began to make some food and was getting wound up as i was.