She’s beautiful, intelligent, clever, rich, and, inexplicably, she loves Andy. He has had the good sense to propose to her and, in a moment of colos...al insanity on her part, she accepted. Linda is the second woman I’ve known Andy to propose to, and Linda is the second woman to accept. I like them both and wish them well, but I wouldn’t bet any money on the success of their relationship.So the five of us are watching TV when the doorbell rings. As is typical, Andy jumps up to answer it. After a. . that's it – summer is over'. The weather office had promised a scorcher of a week-end, however. Tom's thirteenth birthday was coming up and Bobbie had asked him, since at thirteen, he would "officially' become a 'teenager', whether he wanted anything special as a birthday party.Tom thought about it. "Yeah ... I know it's impossible since we don't have a pool but, rather than anything else, I would love to have a pool party with all my friends from camp."While Tom had 'more or less' kept. I didn't bother with a bra, my tits jiggling loose in my blouse. My nipples were hard, poking at the fabric. This was a mistake. I should have worn my bra. We smelled of pussy. Her family would know what we'd been up to. How could they not? I trembled as Tonya and I reached the first floor and headed for their dining room. My heart pounded in my chest. My fingers clenched and relaxed.They wouldn't know. Couldn't know. Her family wouldn't understand. They were Christians. They weren't nearly as. No that’s not all.’ ‘So tell me Jon, what would you like to do? What would you like to do to my oldest and dearest friend? What would you like to do to this woman who brazenly exposes her wet open pussy to you like a wanton slut?’ On the word slut she slid two fingers deep inside. Sara moaned lustfully. Being called a wanton slut both hurt and excited her. Faye raised her eyebrows at Jon as if to say, See! ‘I wanna fuck her.’ ‘Oh dear oh dear.’ Faye kept her hand still while Sara humped her.