I doubt that I would ever want to find out, though I hoped that I would at least have the wisdom and compassion to understand her suffering. I sometim...s wondered at what kind of demons I would have to face. I didn’t follow that thought.I let my mind drift along the waves in the sand, trying to empty it. I kept being pulled towards memories of my father’s voice, my mother’s laugh, the sight of the mountains. I turned my head East looking for the Rocky Mountains, but they were too far away. My. 'God, ' Leigh thought, 'the look on his face was incredible. What an orgasm he must be having.' Her mind was racing. 'Jesus, how did he taste? Was his musk heady? Was he clean, without any sexually transmitted disease? Did he have a curved cock or a straight one? Was he cut or uncut?' Leigh felt herself growing wet and hoped she wouldn't spot the chair she was sitting in, or worse, her dress. Thank God it was black. Michael, she thought, God, what was Michael up to?A surge of relief surged. It turned out that my help was not wanted. My aunty was sure that I had done something very nasty as I had brought the flowers, and Beth teased me that I didn't trust my girlfriend to be safe with them as I came so early. I guess that sometimes you just can't win, but with Sara sitting in my lap, I didn't mind very much.The Thanksgiving dinner was a reasonably nice event. All of us were at ease with each other, and it didn't seem to bother Sara's mother that my aunty was a lesbian - nor did. "It's a little nerve wracking," he said in a low voice. "I can win this, but I don't know if I should." You should let me fight," she whispered. "I'd love to get my hands on Sledge." That's not happening," replied Ken."I know," she replied with a melodramatic sigh, "I'm just a trophy for your use." And how would you feel if Costa was the one to use you tonight?" If that's your wish," she replied, then added in a thoughtful tone, "but honestly, I don't think you should lose today. Lose one or.