" Ralph," Bob interjected. "Do you think people who have an open marriage don't love each other?"The question was a stopper,... for both of them, but ...inally Ralph tried to answer. "Maybe they do. I guess it's possible."The silence continued for awhile until Pat tried to explain it. "I think you can love each other that way."There's lots of ways for people to love: mothers and sons, brothers and sisters, and... lots of ways. Who says a husband and wife don't love each other if they want to fuck. Then, I made her stand up and proceeded to fulfill a fetish of mine. I took the wine bottle and gave it to her. I asked her to pour the wine slowly over her thighs, which she gladly accepted. She started pouring wine over her right thigh. The red wine over her milky white thighs looked amazing.I proceeded to lick the wine from her thigh and leg. After licking the wine, I kissed all over her thighs and bit them too, leaving my bite marks.After licking and kissing both her thighs to my. She had only made shy attempts to stimulate herself in the past. These had never involved penetrating herself. She had been afraid, back then, although this little encounter was teaching her how very much she liked it. She felt her nipples point into complete stiffness as Casey’s mouth covered her own. On a visual level, she had noticed that sensuous pout of the other girl’s lips. The actual feel was all encompassing. Megan could taste the cotton candy flavored lip gloss that the cheerleader. "Well, they mostly came with Brandon, but, they seem to like me anyway." They followed me home, Mom, can I keep 'em," Brandon said, grinning."How do you feel," her mother asked her.Jane reflected for a moment. "I feel... Good," she said at last. "I've learned some important things about myself, and, I guess, there isn't a lot else you can ask for from The Program." Good," said Megan Myers. "Brandon, I know you've gone through The Program, but what about Meredith?" Jane knew she already knew;.