"I love you."Maggie teared up with emotion. He had never said that before. She put an arm around his neck and pulled him to her and they exchanged qui...k kisses. "Let's not talk about love. We'll both be going home in a few weeks or months and we'll never see each other again." I'm not asking you to marry me. I want to be in love with you -- even if it's only temporary. Can we do that?"Maggie digested that question. "Yes, we can be in love. For now and in Africa." She thought for a long moment.. I whipped off the blindfold and turned to see not Jenny, but Mark (my casual friend, and her oldlover) behind me. Jenny stood behind him, watching. She smiled as she saw that I knew."Surprise," she said. "After all, what's good for the goose..." Even from here I could see thebase of the rubber on his cock, which had added to the illusion.Mark slowed his thrusting, met my eyes. "If you want me to stop, I will," he said. I hesitatedonly a moment before shaking my head, no. He smiled and started. Andy said he had something that went very well with the wine and he broke out a couple of joints. We passed them around, smoking and drinking until we were all pretty buzzed. Suzanne, Chris and Andy began reminiscing about holidays when Chris and Andy would be home from college and my wife was just out of high school. They began to talk about the games they would play in the basement of their old house. One of the games they played turned out to be spin the bottle. Chris said, "Suzanne, you. Traffic was building up and as I was driving up I noticed that there was a side road leading off the main road. Going off of memory, from my last road trip with my mom this side road was a shortcut.In a split second decision I decided to take the side road rather than wait in traffic. After a few minutes, I saw an old pick-up truck speeding up in my rearview mirror, "What’s up with this guy?," I said to myself.The zooming old pick-up truck was gaining up on me and as I tried to swerve out the.