John’s brother had always been a little kinky and enjoyed Jillian telling him about all the boys she’d fucked and what all they did to her. He won...ered what it would be like, actually seeing Jillian being thoroughly fucked by someone else’s hard cock. Jillian wasn’t a virgin when Brodie married her, he knew she’d had several boyfriends before him that she’d put out for. She had a reputation of being an easy fuck. Jillian spent most dates on her back in the backseat of boys’ cars; but Brodie. Up to it? Gene shot back in surprise, Who wouldnt be up to cooking you delicious body? he added as he continued to chew of strips of perfectly cooked Jessica bacon. After Gene was finish eating he noticed Jessica didnt have a plat You not hungry? he asked looking concerned, No Im not, I guess meat doesnt need to eat, it must be part of the gift she replied as they made there way to the backyard that Jessica would now refer to as Her Playground. As they entered the playground Jessica. Short cut! Yeah, on the map it had looked almost forty miles shorter to take this state road through the New Hampshire mountains.When he had left Boston that morning, heading towards Montreal, he had been a little late, and this route had looked like a good idea. And he had to admit that the drive had been beautiful. It was Friday, the eleventh of October, 1968, and the color of the changing woods was spectacular. The sky was an unrelenting blue, the air cool, but not cold, and the sun painted. Just out of graduate school. No one else would touch me with a ten foot pole. Joanne sat me down with a problem. I solved it pretty quickly and she hired me. Helped me get my CPA. She’s a great woman.”“Yes she is. She ever talk about our relationship?”“No. We don’t talk much about personal stuff. Kids mostly. But I know you’re lovers. A girl can tell. I could tell when she was with Mr. Swenson. Mornings. Even after lunch. It’s different with you. I mean the way she looks at you. But, you know,.