I went into my closet and pulled out a hot pink bikini a pair of cut-off shorts and a white tank top. I pulled my long hair back and put on just a tou...h of make-up and headed out to the quarry. When I arrived at the quarry, Kyle was waiting on me. He had on a pair of jeans and a blue polo shirt. He almost looked like a different person. We had to park about a half mile from the quarry and walk alongside the railroad tracks to get to the swimming hole. I grabbed my towel out of the back seat. .. irregular." I'll say. So, do you guys just fuck all the time, like bonobos?"I smiled. "That's an interesting way to put it. But it's not casual sex. We love each other very, very much. Sometimes we express it sexually. I can't explain it any other way." I envy you. Not that I'd want to screw my parents. Or Elly, either, or you. I'm just not wired that way. I think that's part of what was freaking me out last summer. I thought you were going to make a pass at me. My feminine self-image was. .." she murmurs, and then you move away from her. You lie on Martha's bed, in the same position you took to Laura, and rake a nail over her somewhat plumper clit. Martha gives a little squeal at the mild pain you cause and yet she only shrinks back for a moment, then does the same as Laura, reaching for pleasure. You snort, disgusted that she cannot see the reason for this - justice and a return to each of them of the way they act to others, but magnified and made whole. You. Made them black and white. Cropped them hard.He didn't think about what he was supposed to be thinking about. It was cold where he was sitting too. Because his computer was next to a window; he was zipping on a sweatshirt when his mom knocked on the door. "Yeah," he said, staring real hard at his computer and not his mom. "Can I come in," asked his mom. "Okay." She sat down on his bed, right by his computer desk, gently. "I don't want you to be upset. The only way it's going to make any sense.