We're keeping our number of sexual partners small, and we hide nothing." It was good to hear that the manipulator wasn't dictating terms.I said, "I t...ink that's a good sign, Bill. Maybe she'll stop using sex as a weapon."He thought for a couple of seconds, then said, "It was that obvious to you? I didn't figure that out till last week."I gave him a little guy shoulder slap and smiled. "I hope you deal with that ok. By the way, I'm not sure if I want to fuck her again. What do you think?". I did not think that Rachel saw anything. I hoped Rachel did not see anything. I was sure she did not, but as I grabbed a trash bag and walked past her to go out the door I noticed something in the look on Rachel’s face. As the day wore on and turned into evening the party was still going on. I was cleaning the grill after spending the day cooking burgers and hotdogs on it. I looked over and saw Allison and Rachel talking privately. As they talked I kept getting the feeling that they were. She didn’t say a word, just started to kiss back. It was intense. I could feel her heart pounding, likely still worked up from the gym. My hands ran over her wet body, slipping under her sports bra to free her breasts. I stopped kissing her long enough to lift off her sports bra. We paused for just a second as we gazed into each other’s eyes. “Fuck, I want this so bad,” she said. “Me too. Your body is incredible,” I said. She immediately pulled off my shirt and we kissed some more. We made our. "All warned and signed for," Danielle said."We'll go through the gate, and then we'll need to change," Aunt Jessica said. "I was just told that they got several inches of new snow last night, so it'll be cold and a little miserable."Going through the gate felt like it had the first time: there was a slight tingle, and that was it. There was a window in the next room. Danielle could see snow-laden branches, gray skies, and several cars in the parking lot half-hidden by blankets of white. But it.