“No,” he said. “When she's screwing a guy, I usually sit there and watch. She watches when I screw a girl. If she's not there when I'm banging o...e of her friends, she wants me to come home and give her every detail down to how many drops of cum I shoot all over the chick's face.”“Then what?” I asked.“Then we go and screw,” he said.“Just like that?”“Yep. Just like that,” he said.“When we first got married, she wanted nothing to do with that,” he continued. “She almost left me. But I got her into. ..but I didn't. I didn't understand the flush I felt either...Rachel began fumbling for the front hook of my bra. When unhooked, my mammoth, swollen breast fell out heavily. My nipples were like pencil erasers. I was totally embarassed and ashamed."Look, her nipples are soooo hard," I heard Rachel say. "Look how long they are. Jesus, I could fuck these nipples."With that, I was sure my shame was complete. If she tried to mount my nipple...well, I would just die!She lowered her mouth to my left. ’ ‘Fun?’ ‘Oh, life was just fun back then, Tom. You remember how it was.’ I did. It wasn’t a question. ‘It was fun to play the privileged class, you know, enjoying their privileges,’ she said, and that sounded funny coming from her. She had hated that about the people at Dartmouth and down in the islands, and it wasn’t self-loathing, either. She had always been on the outside, looking in. Her family had usually been just one bad harvest away from starvation, but she had made it into one of the. In the morning, I was in the shower when the bathroom door opened - it was cousin Colleen. "Sorry" she said, "I really have to go - I promise not to peek."The shower curtain was transparent and I could see her watching me as she sat down and did her business.Later that morning as my mother served us breakfast, cousin Colleen winked at me when my mom asked her if she was having a good time so far. That night I could hear cousin Colleen in the shower next to my bedroom. I imagined what she must.