I have often wondered how these actors and actresses make love or at best have sex. I watch them and try many of the things they do but it never turns...out the same. Maybe it's just me. I know I've talked to a couple of friends and they seem to have a few problems also. Let's see how you relate to some of the situations.Let's start by me undressing my lover. I try to unbutton her blouse but the little button doesn't seem to come through the little slit like it's supposed to. Finally I get it. " Nope." And you never realized Fanny loved you?" As a friend, maybe, but ... I think she needed you in my life first, Molly." How so?" She never told me how fond she was of me, just like I never told her how fond I was of her, because it wasn't safe. She'll always be a free spirit, never to be held down by a conventional relationship. She doesn't want to be caught and trapped. If she finds a new boy toy to play with, she doesn't want some asshole telling her not to. At the same time, she wants. We saddled up and took off dragging a travois with several skins for ground pads, a spotting scope, and several target stands and targets. We rode to the end of the planned firing range, set up the targets and worked our way back, stopping at twenty-five yards first and then moving back a hundred yards at a time.It sounds simple and it is mostly. Still, a Barrett lets you know about it when you pull the trigger and getting one sighted in for five hundred yards is a lot more work than sighting. The girls didn’t seem to mind, actually insisting on joining me. Go figure?Isabel came into our room in an oversized T-shirt and panties, as was Jennifer. This seemed dangerous to me, but I had on sweats over boxers. I was cuddling behind Jennifer, so Red got behind me. She has always liked to touch my bare skin, so she was happy. I had a hand firmly inside Jennifer’s shirt and over the top of her right breast. She was enjoying our naughty moment with Isabel in the room.“Got room for anybody.