Thank you for asking me: I know I was uncertain.’ The post-coital drowsiness meant I fell asl**p quickly. I woke, briefly, at about four, finding my...elf spooning Nat’s naked body once again. From her breathing, she seemed to sl**p, so I tucked my arm softly round her, and went back to sl**p. When I woke, I found myself alone: in an unusual bed, I was, momentarily, disoriented. As I reflected and remembered, a concern grew. I knew Natalie often woke early, needing little sl**p, but what if. Robyn, you are making it REALLY hard for me to get comfortable in this chair.” His hand moved down to my thigh and gave me a slight squeeze. “Is this okay?” he asked. Consent is so fucking sexy. I nodded and smiled.Then, I watched Sue stand up and she put her drink down on the concrete. She walked over to me and our eyes met for a brief second. She licked her lips. She was definitely bi. Next, she moved behind me. From where we're sitting nobody could really see what we were dong and it was now. ”By that point, I was already sold, but I pushed for a small thing that no girl had let me do yet. “Suck me on your knees, and let me come all over you?”“If that’s what you want,” she said without any hesitation. Her hand slid down to my wrist. She looked around to make sure nobody was watching, and then lifted my hand to her left tit. “Deal?”“Yeah,” I answered while giving her breast a squeeze. It felt as good as it looked.She smiled and said, “Let’s go.”I followed as she led me through. After breakfast and a few cartoons, the eight year old boy returned to the back yard. His heart skipped a beat when he saw a paper airplane, stuck nose-first in the bushes by the fence. His heart fell when he saw that it was the same one he had thrown an hour before. So, she had rejected his request to talk things over.But wait! Was that purple ink peeking out from under a fold? He had written his note in green. Quickly unfolding the paper, he read his own note:Dear Paula, I hate being broke.