And he was not the kind to either forget or forgive. Thank goodness, though, that she had an aunt on her mother’s side in Slater, Missouri, who was ...ar less judgmental and far more understanding and forgiving than the Right Reverend Albin was. Two weeks after Ada’s dreary world in Natoma had collapsed, she was on the stage headed east, to Slater, which happily had an opening for a school teacher and which even more happily was nearly three quarters of the way, in almost a direct line, between. From the rhythmic rocking movements Rose was making it was obvious to him that she was exploring their friend's most private regions with her mouth, and from the glistening wetness that surrounded Rose's own quim he could tell that his wife had derived at least some pleasure herself.He stood mesmerised watching the two women, his mind undecided between his impulse to flee the situation and the fascination he felt over the erotic sight and sounds, for neither Rose nor Priscilla were silent in. .. Yes! I love it. You’re beautiful. It's just I'm surprised that you got all dolled up just to meet me here." "Well", she explained, "after our last episode across at the truck stop when that rent-a-cop accused me of being a lot lizard, I just couldn't get the thought out of my head. The more I thought about it, the more intrigued I got. I’ve thought about it so much now it's become a fantasy I want to fulfill. I want to be your lot lizard for the night." If I was stunned before, I was. I felt her lean over and rub her face against my already-hard cock. She grabbed me through my shorts and squeezed. "Is that a banana in your shorts, or are you glad to see me?" Yes, it was corny, but I had to laugh anyway. "Wouldn't you like to know?" I teased back. "Yes, I most certainly would," she replied and, in one quick motion, pulled them down, exposing my cock to her for the first time. Even with the light off there was enough light seeping in from the living room that she could get.