We were making the rounds, making small talk and the guys were checking you out. I whispered in your ear " Aunt Terri, let's give em a show"So you wou...d then find excuses to bend over, showing even more cleavage. Although this wasn't your style, you were getting moist at the idea of a couple of guys ogling you, and wanting you. You got bolder and bent over so your skirt rode up, showing your bare ass, only the thong underwear hiding your 'goodies'I speak to a couple of the guys, and it turns. I pulled into my driveway, headed inside, and barely managed to make it to my couch. Maybe the phone would ring, I thought to myself as I drifted into a heavy sleep.I slept in late the next day. I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. Scrambling across my bed, I picked up the receiver expecting to hear my mystery woman. It was my friend, Stoney."Yo Lenny," Stoney practically shouted. "What's up with you, ya dick!" Wha?" I answered groggily. "What you talking about? Waking me up like. As well as a flashlight, a baseball bat, arollingPin, several cucumbers, and all kinds of other stuff. Sometimes the faggothad to miss school because he couldn't walk. His stretched out hole was simply too sore. His grades went from straight A's down toD's and nobodyknew why, although Mr. Coulter the counselor suspecteddrugs. The faggot'smom would have been beside her self with worry, but she wasalready besideherself with the divorce and the wine, so she hardly noticed. The faggot cried himself. I told him there were three couples and he said it would be perfect.”Yeah, from the cover, looked good to me!The oven dinged, telling us that the lasagna was done. We sat down at the table that Karen had set quite a while ago and Karen and I set the food on the table. She had bought some wine when she was at the store: ‘Chianti’, if you know anything about wine, which I do not. Spoiled, smashed grapes are all I know about it. She’d said it needed to cool a little so had put it in the.