" Brenda you can either be like we are or you can be gone". " You have until this time in the morning to make up your mind".I said " Now Jean you and ... will get dressed to go shopping".We left Brenda sitting at the table deep in thought.In our bed room Lee and Kim were wasting no time in getting dressed.Lee asked if I had killed Brenda.I said she was still breathing the last time I looked, but I had only intended to scare the shit out of her this time.Jean said " He scared me any way".I told. Fast forward a dozen years or so, we have a k** now, monotony reigns in our house (happiness was scarce), and in our bed (orgasms rare and far apart). Day to day life is boring. Of course I had started masturbating to compensate. Our marital sex was not what it had been. Around that time, I got my second hint of naughty / nasty behavior. I was still completely oblivious to their meaning, but they were there. One precious night, we just had very pleasurable sex and each had an intense orgasm. It. I was driving, and I have no idea why I headed south when we got back to the highway. We were talking about things in general when the subject came up of Buena Vista.Emma said that she wanted to see what had happened to our town and, especially, our home. Nobody objected, so that was where we headed. We were watching carefully to make sure that we did not run into a wall of fog as we drove south. We did not find any, and we wondered just how far the fog had extended away from the source. “Let’s show him who the best is, so he can finally see that I’ve always been and always will be better than he is.”“Can this wait until Sunday?” Coach Haber asked.“I’ll end up kicking his ass before then. You’re better off letting us figure out who the top dog is now, or we’ll settle it on our own, and it won’t be pretty.”The showdown occurred thirty minutes later. It was just Coach Hightower, two student managers and the two of us. He took us to the Al Glick Field House. They had a setup where.