“How?”“The way we carry you.” Max continued.“And how would that be? Over your shoulders?”“No,” Max continued, “one of us would stand...either side of you the crouch down. Then you’d put your arms round our necks and we’d stand up straight putting our inside hands under your butt to hold you up.”“That sounds okay but ……”“Wait, there’s more, you’d then lift your legs so that they were parallel to the ground and spread them wide.”“They’d get tired soon.”“Stop rushing girl. Then the other two of us. I rested my hands on her ass, squeezing and kneading that ass coveted by many men.I looked her in the eye and said, "If you don't want to anymore, we can stop. Just let me know."She nodded and replied, "I don't want to anymore. I don't want to pretend that I'm not sexually and emotionally attracted to you. I don't want to pretend that you're just another guy anymore. I don't want to hide from you the number of times I've orgasmed in this bed, dreaming of you inside of me. I need you, baby. I. Wait a minute though, mum and dad had been at her funeral and that didn't make any kind of sense at all, they'd been dead for over four years!A little Asian chap was leaning over me placing a stethoscope on my chest."Danny, how do you feel?" I'm not dead am I?"He laughed and shook his head."No Danny, you're not dead." You're not dead either, are you sweet Jen?" No bruv." the tears were falling like bloody rain now, "No Danny I'm not even nearly dead." Shit and I got all dressed up for the. Lorraine (Mrs. Easy) agreed that we could meet Wayne for some fun. Wayne and I traded some emails agreeing on a date and I booked a room at a Guelph motel. We got there first and I texted Wayne the room number. We were lucky as the room was around the side of the motel and had a sliding glass door. I told Wayne to come around the side of the motel and just come in the sliding glass door.Wayne came in and sat down. We chatted a while and Lorraine had a drink. Lorraine then excused herself.