His finger went back to my wetness, dipping and weaving around my labia, tantalizing and collecting moisture. Then he returned to my back door, taking...moisture with him, painting it as if he were . . . . oh god, was he priming the pump? ‘Yes, you said you had been thinking about trying anal sex sometime. You’ve spoken to me about that on several occasions, but we always seemed to get distracted by the familiar.’ He spoke now with specific intent, as if he’d been thinking and planning this for a. ”“What about not seeing my friends? I did nothing to warrant grounding.”“Steve, she has a point that you weren’t completely honest about your role in the wedding. It’s true you asked about being in the wedding, but you left out an important detail. One that, if your mother had known, would have caused her to forbid you to participate.”“Dad, Mrs. Sanders talked to Mom a couple of times about the wedding. They talked at church and they talked here before we left. I have no idea what was said. I waited a minute as if I was trying to decide if we wanted to do it. I said, “We can probably work something out. When did you want to get together and we can go over the events?”“The sooner the better. All the local hotels are on board. Can you come to Daytona and we can discuss what I want to do?”“I’ll need to check with one of my partners but maybe we can fly down on Thursday. We have a lot of things to offer. Let’s see which will fit in to help you out.”“Sounds great.”Trevor and I made an. Fox I already had a solution to the problem Wells was having. I was going to exploit my opportunity to get to work with Rachel and maybe if I was lucky; get the chance to impress Rachel enough that she would take an interest in me.I was enjoying the sexual relationship I was having with Mindy, but I knew it was not going to go any farther than that even though I sensed that Mindy was expecting it to. Mindy was fun to be with and the sex was great, but we were too different for a long term.