"The four teens crept up the path leading beside the miller's house on the hill. The honeysuckle vines were thick and aromatic along the path."Sneakin... up on people makes me need to pee, y'all," giggled Vicki. "I get so excited."Becky looked back at Jason who was last in line and rolled her eyes again. This time Jason silently agreed with Becky's judgement. Indeed, Vicki was a bimbo.Bubba and Vicki cleared the top of the hill and peeked over the thick underbrush. There on a blanket by the lake. The house itself is even older than the sisterhood, which is very, very old. It’s a sprawling mansion, old-fashioned, and not very well kept up. It has ancient radiators that rattle as they try to heat its big hallways and high-ceilinged rooms. Some of the rooms still have velvet curtains from like the Civil War, and huge canopy beds. The house has been expanded over the years, so the layout doesn’t make much sense. Big rooms, little rooms, twisting hallways, staircases… there’s even a rumor. He really knew how to suck a cock. He was a fairly normal guy, wife and k**s at home. That is the way I like it. I have had my cock sucked by gay men before. It isn't the same as a straight cocksucker with a bitch and family at home. The frustrated straight middle aged guy has a sexual fire for dirty cocksucker sex like no one else. He knew he owned my pleasure for little while, he was going to get a mouthful of my ecstasy that he could savor in his mind when he got back home to his mundane. “You’ve been so kind about all this,” said Mindy, reaching to take Jane’s hands.“Well, I suppose things could have been worse,” said Jane.“I don’t know how,” sighed Mindy.“I suppose there’s some comfort in the fact that you’re old enough to understand what has happened ... I mean you’re not some teenage girl who got in trouble and ruined her life.”“Well ... that’s true,” said Mindy. “I didn’t intend for any of this to happen, but I really don’t feel like this has ruined my life. Not now that.