"Sorry Astrid, that is not an option! You will drink this and enjoy it!If you are getting nervous I could always ask Kitty Pat to help you calmdown, s...nce she's already been asking about you!"I sheepishly took the glass back from her and took a sip, assuring hereverything was fine. Chelsea obviously had other ideas for me."I'm not so sure about that sis'! And if you think about it, Kitty's alot cuter than any other gal you might hook up with, like that dork,Cindy. Maybe she could even cure you. He felt her breasts while she rubbed his crotch. Sitting back, Cliff reached under her skirt and removed her panties.She worked at the button and zipper on his shorts, opened them, and reached in for his cock. They stretched out on the seat and made love. Once sated, they started to chuckle.“I love boating. I love fucking on the boat, too,” Tammy said.“No shit, this is great.” Cliff rubbed her back while they hugged.“Do you think we’re going too fast?” Cliff said.Shaking her head, Tammy. " Tuesday you play Lake again, and if you win... ?" If we win, we sew up the district championship." And if you lose?" We won't, but we'd still be in good shape. Lake has the best win-loss record in the district next to us. If they win and then win their next three games and we lose to Lake and our last three games we'd be tied and there'd be a playoff game. If they lose even one of their last four games or we win, then we can't be caught." Last year you won district and then lost in the first. By the time I met my husband, I had lived out my sexual fantasies and was ready to settle down. The things I did with those men, I didn’t do with my husband and I’ve always known, deep down, he resented me for it. I thought about my past a lot and when he was away on business, I’d conjure up images of the things I’d done while pleasuring myself, secretly wishing to once again be someone’s whore. But, I couldn’t do it for my husband: He was too sweet, too innocent, our love too pure..