”After a moment of silence, Rod said, “Wow. I never thought you and I would ever share the same woman!”“I know, it’s crazy, isn’t it? Mayb... someday we’ll share the same man.”“Huh?”“Have you called Marisa?”“No, I was going to do that next.”“You should. I’m sure she’d like to hear from you.”----Marisa answered on the first ring.“Hi Honey, how is my favorite college boy doing?”“I’m fine, but how are you? I heard what happened.”“I figured as much. Sordid news travels far and fast. But I’m okay.”“I. " Dysea said almost breathlessly after breaking their kiss. "However ... I prefer the taste of sweet lilacs."Isabella smiled as she looked at Dysea, hazel/green eyes alive and bright. "You were reading the Wainn City calendar of events."Dysea nodded. "This cult ... they call themselves The Order of Arte ... they have to file the proper permits to gather and I had the schedule pulled as well. They usually gather at the city Amphitheater once a week, and are scheduled to do so tomorrow in the. . 1977 ... Wyoming ... and Montana. I haven’t done anything exciting ... just taking out the trash.No ... I’m talking about ... maybe getting drunk and kissing a boy ... or ... even ... grabbing an appendage I’d never seen ... now THAT would be exciting. And I WANT to. And just maybe ... Angela knows what who and when such an attitude would be appropriate.There’s cars parked ... maybe there are boys in the pool.“Holy moley Angie ... where’s the rest of your suit?”She preened. Two postage stamps. That was it. She was naked – no bra, no knickers, just the most perfect naked female I had ever seen, with a peachy round backside and natural tits that had just a little heft to them – firm but full. I digress.I wrestled with my cuffs and rope to no avail. Normally this girl would have been my target for round one – forget the men – but there was nothing I could do except feel the gentle hum of the vibrators, the trickle of my juices, and the pounding of a truly frustrated heart.Becky sank.