Thomas.” That was the extent of a confession I was willing to offer.“Just say you treated her right.”“I think so, Ma’am.”“I mean, you we...e gentle with her?”“Ma’am, I’m not really comfortable–”“Just tell me you were good to her.” I nodded. “She’s really a good girl, you know,” Marla concluded.A moment passed during which I thought Marla’s mood had changed 180 degrees. I was expecting her to shoo me away, which would have been a disappointing relief right about then. But instead, she offered a. "Ouch..." "That ass...We said we'd try and stay faithful" Becky said. "So what the hell am I?" Scott asked. "Look, Right now, I don't know what we are... I just need to be alone" Becky said as she lied down with the sheets over her head.Scott rubbed Becky's body gently "it'll b ok" Scott said comforting her. "No it's not" Becky said. Scott began rubbing his hand up Becky's body and started to squeeze her breasts gently. "Come on... You know now that you're single you can be with me and have my. 'ok ok im up! Let me get changed and ill be down in a minute.' they left my room and i went to my drawers. I rubbed my pussy and pulled out pink and white boyshorts and matching bra and denim mini skirt ad a white tank top.I went down stairsAnd sat on the couch. I had a weird family. Each arrived one by one. First was my mums brother David. He had 1 daughter who was 13 and a wife and they were christian. Their daughter however was a slut. Next was my aunty Judy. Her family were nudists becuase. “How are things below?”She looked away.“Look, there’s no use beating around the bush.” She said, “I need to get along with Mike, men have needs. We all have to do our bit, right?”“Of course.” I said, trying to sound easy about it.“Are you jealous?” she asked quietly.“Yes.” I said. “Look Heather, I shouldn’t be here, maybe I shouldn’t even be alive. I’m 57 years old, jealousy is about as important as a sore throat. Sure, it’s no fun; but I’m not going to get bent out of shape. I’m more worried.