" She lifted her skirt, saying, "who are you calling a slut?" Before running her fingers over her sexy hole.I carried on walking the best I could with...my stiffy. leaving her slightly behind. She shouted, " if you're not going to fuck me, I'm going to find someone else to do it. "At this moment we heard chuntering on the cat step in front of us. I waited for my wife as we neared the voices. I dropped her knickers on purpose to let whoever was going to walk by know she wasn't wearing any. We. ..”She very briefly related her tale, culminating with her current medical treatments. Just as Darra began to ask her further questions, the first bell rang.“Amelia, let’s talk more at lunch, okay?” Darra said as they left for their rooms.When lunch period began, Amelia got her food and looked for Darra; she found her with a few other girls at a table in a corner. Amelia had seen those girls around the school but had never spoken to any of them. When she joined them, Darra went to her.“I got us. I could see he was stretching her pussy from the girth of his thick cock and I could tell she was feeling that burning sensation along with the stabbing pressure down deep inside her. His big cock was touching her where she'd never felt a cock! These new sensations were bringing out the sexiest part of my wife and she was beginning to lose control of her senses!He hardly had breath to reply, "OK!!!"They then went into a long series of, "Ohs and Ahs and Aws" until he broke the string of a****l. It made no sense! I slammed the book shut. Then I drove to a local Kinko’s and copied every page of all five volumes. Then had the originals back in their hiding place before anyone got home. I woke up at four-fifteen the next morning! Petrified. I dressed quickly, then I grabbed the locked attaché case I’d put the copied pages in and fled the house. And after finding an open Starbucks I started to read. Trying to figure out what (and who) she’d been doing around Christmas 1993. During the.