Okay, I tried a lot, but it never really felt right, and I didn’t go on a single date.I hate it when people call me a slut.These other girls were al... convinced that I was trying to steal their boyfriends. Not at the same time and not together. It was over the first few months of the year. I was feeling a little down the whole time, and it was humiliating having a girl call me a slut because I decided to try wearing a skirt that was a little shorter than usual—slightly above my knee. Hers was. Betty had Maggie at a young age, before she was out of High School, and she worried about Emmitt being home with the girls so much while she was working. She worried that he was messing with the girls. If he was, she swore to herself she’d kill him! Betty was in her mid 30s now, still quite the looker herself, but her own sexual desires had gone unnoticed by Emmitt all summer long. He never responded to her advances and showed no interest at all in sex. Her loins ached for a good fucking. The. I invited over a mutual friend Zach,who Diana had dated for a very short time and told himwhat was going on. I wanted to have Zach help teaseDiana. We sat around the living room and sipped abottle of red wine. When Diana figured out that Zachknew about her abstinence she was livid. “Maybe Zachcould help tune you up a bit Diana.”Diana had had a bit too drink and lifted her hands overher head as in submission. “Tell you what Robby, yousay when. I’ll let Zachy here have his. This allowed a better position for kissing and also a clearer view for her friend. She began to move her hips a little as they kissed. She heard a little moan from behind her. She knew that her friend was enjoying this. He had once talked about how he might like to watch someone be intimate. As she continued kissing Henry she felt a hand on her back. She turned around and saw her friend behind her. She looked back at her husband who looked a little unsure about what seemed to be happening but.