“Where are you planning to stick that?” She asked. “You know where it’s going.” “There’s no way you’ll get all of that in me.” “I ...now, just take what you can.” She spread her legs as far as she could. I put the head in her. She moaned, “That’s thick.” “Just wait.” I put a little more in her. She was sweating now and grunting. I gave her some more and she said, “That’s the biggest thing I’ve ever had in me by far. How much more do you have to stick in me?” I looked down and saw a good five. Adam is dating Flora, as well as her MILFy mother Gina (age: early forties), and Gina's identical twin Heather (age: early forties). He goes on a date with at least one of them (he sometimes takes two or all of them on a date together) every night. About 90% of these dates end in some kind of sexual activity. Adam's best friend is Irving (age: mid-thirties), who is married to the lovely Joan (age: early thirties), and father (via adoption) of the equally lovely Katie (age: early twenties). Adam. I called Beth and as soon as she picked up the phone I said, ‘Thank you for the spicy tomatoes.’ ‘You may have them every day if you’d like.’ ‘Kaye is in a motel room calling the wives of the men she fucked and telling them the story. She cheated with twenty-one people while we were married!’ ‘You deserve better.’ ‘Are you better?’ ‘Oh yes! I will not cheat. I’ll fuck anyone you tell me to, or no one but you, for as long as our date lasts.’ ‘When does it end?’ ‘It started by our agreeing that. "I wonder if you'd go to the Sadie Hawkins dance," she rasped; then, "with me." She was not looking at me.I laughed, a belly laugh at this point. She looked stricken, and began to turn away; I took her hand, brushed it against my lips as before, and said, "I will gladly attend the dance with you, sweet Sally."Her fluorescence became radioactive; but somewhere in that nervousness, a smile emerged. "Okay," she croaked, scurrying away.The swings and errors of outrageous adolescent emotions.