Alexi and I would have probably drifted apart anyway when I left to go to college.I really think that if things had been different that she would have...dumped me that summer after our graduation. The little "blip" that kept her from kicking me to the curb was that we managed to get Alexi pregnant.Lexi and I weren't in love and didn't feel that we were "soul mates", but we really liked each other and had fun together. (Apparently a little too much fun, it turned out). But I'm sure we would have. I love watching her getting fucked, and she loves having some stranger use her for his personal gratification, especially outdoors. So dogging was something we were bound to experience.For months we had read dogging stories and watched several internet movies of dirty wives and girlfriends turning up at local car parks to get fucked and covered in hot cum. We knew of several alleged dogging sites within a five mile radius of own home, but naturally we were both concerned about meeting somebody. He surmised they were the mother and son protection team. "Hello, I'm Jeff Cotton and this is my daughter Susana," he greeted them."I'm Meredith Blake and this is my son Jason. We're here to discuss your security needs." She reached out to shake Jeff's hand.Jeff looked at the woman and was unimpressed. I better let them down easy, he thought to himself. To Jeff, she looked about as dangerous as a grade school hall monitor. He took her hand and shook it once. When he let go, he started to try to. “But as good looking as he is,” said Essie.“He is ... uncomfortable. Though not so much with you.” They laughed.“Sounds like Stuart,” said Essie. “He’s somewhat autistic.”“Yes,” said the woman.Essie returned to talking to the man in Spanish, explaining what they had been discussing. His nods suggested he understood his lot in life and accepted it.“So. Iowa,” said Joe.“Yes. The older daughter of the family attended Iowa. The one my age came here. Came to Valencia. A true exchange, yes? The older.