At this point I began to start falling over and loosing myself. My best friend had picked me up and threw me in the back seat of his car while he went...back out and drank with friends who had joined us at the park. Sitting in the back seat passed the fuck out I was slowly slipping in and out of this world. But I can remember the back seat passanger door opening and then closeing not knowing who or what was happening. I knocked out without any consent of anyone being in the car with me. I can. Brian is first, then you all can go one at a time. But first, line up in front of me." The 4 of us lined up and she knelt in front of Brian and took out his cock. She began sucking away at him with no reservations. The slurps we had heard thru the walls before sounded even better as we stood there and watched her. We quickly stripped and waited our turn. When Brian was good and hard, she moved to Glenn and repeated the process. Brian started fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit. . It's called 'female-led marriage' and it can be taken to any level." What do you mean by 'any level?' " Let's just leave that subject alone for now Lillie. It's different for every couple. The important thing is to establish that you are in charge in a relationship. Jason and I are at a pretty advanced level, and your mother and father are approaching that too." Open your mouth, slave."Jason obediently did so and I de-ashed my cigar onto his tongue.Lillie was astonished. "Holy fucking shit,. They didn’t like the idea then and they liked it even less coming from a Pinkerton man.But I couldn’t not tell them. It wouldn’t have been fair, and it wouldn’t have been smart.Trying to identify, and stop, the axe murderer was familiar work in a way. Not the axe part, but the hunt, the constant wariness.But back in Little River when the influenza raged through town ... well, the feeling was completely different. There was a sense of helplessness. It was an invisible killer, one you couldn’t.