I told her what Brad had told me about her fucking my son and then I asked her about her and Bobby. I wanted to know how it all started.Bev sighed hea...ily and asked that I not judge her for her actions. The explanation flowed so freely like it was a heavy weight that had been lifted from her very soul. I suppose it must have been hard carrying that knowledge around with you during the day while chatting to all the prim and proper mothers that would have bitten her head off had they known. I. I had to get a shower, but I just didn't want to piss in the rain.I hurried to the back door and looked out. It had stopped, but it looked kind of chilly out there. I just wished I could use the regular bathroom again and take a nice hot shower. But I wasn't going to do that today, so I opened the door and hurried outside to my pee spot.I was right, it was cold this morning because the sun was not up yet and it was almost winter time. I hurried to my spot, squatted down and pissed. But then I. "Sandy giggled. "Tell her, Natalie."Natalie smiled. It had been an exciting day. "We just started this morning," she said, ogling their naked bodies. "But Sandy and I have been thinking about doing something with the ponies for days." Natalie really started it," Sandy added. "She went down to the stream this morning and did it with Stormy."Helen shook her head. "I always figured you were a horny bitch like me."Natalie giggled. "My pussy's been itching all summer. I never thought I'd fuck a. The pastor greeted everyone and said a brief prayer and then the choir sang Amazing Grace and How Great Thou Art. The pastor opened his Bible and read Romans 8:18–39 and then 1 Corinthians 50–58.He launched into his sermon, which started off fine, but then it seemed as if the pastor was staring directly at me when he spoke about the corrupting influence of sin and how death was a direct result of sin. While I knew there was some theological backing for the idea, every sentence made it clearer.