We all do it, and we all need it. Why can’t everyone just enjoy it for what it is? To me, sex is best with someone you love, be it a friend, spouse,...or even a relative. What’s the difference? My family members are my best friends, and I love them the most. Greg is giving me nasty looks now, so I better end my speech and get to the story. In Greg’s first story, you heard how he got involved in my sex life. I know he wrote that it was all Dad's doing, but I have to confess that a lot of the. " No way honey. I just like sex and I love living the good life. With Carl I get plenty of both. I know that one day I'm going to be history. When that day comes, I'll just take what he gives me and move on. Until then I'm just enjoying the ride. Carl pays well and he pays most of my expenses. I bank almost everything that I make for that rainy day ahead. I have a nice little bank account and it just grows and grows. I've been with Carl for five years now and if I'm a good girl he bumps my bank. “We would never forgive ourselves if anything else happened to you!” A concerned Twitty told him.“We both should have been with you when you went to bed!” Glenna said as she purred rubbing her face on Bill’s paw.“It would have made protecting you that much easier,” Niaco added as she rubbed Bill’s neck.“I needed sleep my mates, had any of the three of you been with me in the room that wouldn’t have happened. I want Kitts some day but not this soon! I know all three of you have a very strong. You reached your arm back and pulled my mouth to your neck, where I traced its elegant curve. Your hair covered that side of my face, and again I inhaled as much of its fragrance in order to hold it in my memory. My arms pulled your body tightly against mine, and I grew hard against the firmness of hey cheeks. ‘He watches,’ you whispered. The storm picked up, and it began to rain. It was a wind driven rain, with little moisture but great for as it careened into us. Now your gown began to cling.