I hadn’t fucked for a while or been partying much, and yet, everything felt right, there was the type of clarity you experience only a few times a y...ar. Hours passAfter getting settled at work I find the usual ‘Urgent’ email intrude. And of course right when I wanted to head out to lunch. I quickly let this go after reading, EMAIL SUBJECT: Dylan, you never look this good at workVeronica. She had sent this! For a second I thought I was reading a joke forward from her, in annoyance. And then I. " Julie interrupted me to say, "It's okay. I knew you were watching Rach. It really turned me on." I was confused. I mean, I knew we were super-close and comfortable with each other. She knew I was a virgin, (technically) and I was very much aware Julie was bisexual, but I'd never really thought of girls as, well... so Julie hadn't freaked me out." To me, Julie was a great friend and roomie. And she was great looking and super intelligent, always surrounded by great looking guys and gals." Me?. All will, sooner or later, be revealed.Bob read the journal out loud to his "new" family. Because of the length, it was decided to break it up into many small segments. It became a ritual of sorts for Bob to read a few pages each night, as they began to adjust to the fact that he was really awake, and was not, apparently, going to go back into his mystical slumber. With the exception of Martha, who had somehow convinced the others that he should stay in his old house "for a few weeks ... to. Let’s see how good ya are!”He counted off seconds as he poked and prodded at me, getting my ass very slick with her juices and his spit. “Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen… how’s that feel, bud? Eleven, ten, nine, eight… so close! Don’t blow your wad in my wife just yet!”His wife? What the fuck? “Your wife! What kind of a sick fuck…” He’d managed to shock me so badly that I’d lost focus and relaxed my glutes and sphincter muscles, and when I did he instantly shoved a wet, slippery, cucumber-sized.