Those are such mind altering and mind controlling drugs and never having had them before, I figured that was it, no doubt. Only, as the days passed, I...had a sick realization that the doctor and his wife had used me and my body to satisfy whatever sick fantasy they had. Perverts. Now I understand why they took yearly vacation trips to Denmark. God only knows what they did there. At first, I denied the thought, but deep down in my heart, I know that I had been a victim for their bizarre display. As usual when the two of them got together, both knew they would each be thoroughly, repeatedly, and satisfactorily screwed, raped and fuck-mauled to the nth degree. The only question was who would be first, and this time Karen left no room for uncertainty as she quickly removed Laura's clothes and pulled the excited, trembling naked girl roughly to her bedroom."Wait..." Laura half-giggled. "You're not even undressed yet." Girl, for what I'm going to do to you I should be dressed in an asbestos. When we finally pulled apart Emma said. "That was very big of her to come and say that. I know you don't think we hit it off on Thursday, but I reckon we were both too nervous. I'm sure we'll get on fine. Oh yes! Something else she's right about."I looked inquisitively."You are looking very handsome ... for an old fart." Gracious as ever." I laughed.As I walked down the aisle with Emma on my arm, I felt so proud. The white wedding dress enhanced her already beautiful features. I wished Jane had. ” It’s what I am.” Hmmm, what do I say now? Brett told me he had pretty much always known he was gay. He didn’t come out until his senior year of high school. He was afraid that everyone would hate him and his friends would leave him. He had been going out with a girl to keep up pretenses and told her first. “Of course you are, honey,” she told him. “Everybody already knows.” It turned out to be true. Brett was six-three and had played basketball. He told the coach who said, “Thank God, we.