They'd all made a hasty exit through their swinging door and I wanted to see what they were up to.They were stalking and Mama was teaching. They took ... break to come see if I would play with them when I rolled my chair outside, but I wouldn't, so after I took a seat Mama put them back to work.It seemed they were after squirrels today and I was pretty sure they didn't have a hope in hell of getting one. Still, I guess it was good practice. They would disperse into the woods and then work. Long hair, weird clothes, and drugs among other things would not yet fit into their stalwart lifestyle. As much as they longed for the sexual freedom of the era, they could not accept the other liberties that seem to go with it. In 1972 that was all about to change. That was the year that Jerry Gerard whose real name was Gerard Damiano, released his pornographic comedy or ‘pornedy’ if you will, called ‘Deep Throat’. There was nothing special about this film, just low budget porn. Unlike most. The dreams of others are normally tedious if recounted at any length. ‘Really, what sort of peculiar?’ ‘Well about Anton.’ ‘Anton?’ Louise looked sharply at Sandra. ‘What sort of peculiar?’ ‘Well there’s a lot of sand and…’ ‘Sand? An island?’ ‘Yes. How did you guess?’ ‘No, it’s nothing, it’s just, if we are talking about dreams, I’ve had the occasional dream too about Anton and a sandy beach on an island—at least I think it’s an island.’ ‘Really? Well, so long as there isn’t a red rowing boat. Hoping off his lap she walked over to the bed and pulled out some clothes. McGee's head snapped back and looked over at Ziva who just smiled at him."You see McGee, that's what Tony and I went through when trying to "pretend", but in all courses, we ended up doing it since well Tony's cock was protruding up and against my pussy. It was too much to resist since we really were creating friction from our "pretend" sex." Ziva walked over towards the bathroom. "If you don't mind I need to go freshen.