She lay beside him, her hands in her groin and filled with his sperm, sore and hurt while he nuzzled her and said, “Sorry, Sis,” over and over.Tom...y had a good football season as a starting back on offense and second-string linebacker. He scored ten times that year, including two PATs, and led the team in tackles despite playing irregularly on defense.As for sex, he got in the habit of jerking off in the shower Saturday morning and then finding a compliant girl or two for Saturday night. Since. "I might want to go," she said."I might want to take you," he said."Hell of a ride, I'll bet," she said."Excuse me, guys, but it's getting late, and..." I interruped."Did someone ask the fag something?" said J.D.She laughed again. "The fag talks too much." Hey!" I said, annoyed that she hadn't taken my side.J.D. looked at me sternly. "Why don't you go get us a pitcher of beer,sissy boy," he said to me. "Now run along."Chastened, I trudged to the bar. I got the attention of the 40-ish. When they heard the creaking noise of the gate being opened and shut and Bharathi’s FIL lay on the bed and she started riding him on the top. They both purposefully were moaning on the top of their lungs and wanted Selvi to hear and come to their room out of curiosity.Selvi came in and might have the heard their voices and moaning. They purposefully left the door a bit ajar so that she can peep through the crack. Bharathi was riding her FIL like a moman possessed for around 15 minutes. Bharathi. I'd never seen them fight before.Never seen her mad at him like that, hurt like that... My throat went dryand my heart pounded hot at the memory.What if the love that I knew they had - that perfect love - was anillusion? What if they weren't a happy couple that I knew them to be.What if they were... well, something else?Ellen had done a number on Evan with the device - though, thinking aboutit now, he was much cuter as a girl than as a guy - but she had cared forhim. I shuddered to think what.