Teresa was wondering if she was a dominant lesbianor a submissive one. She then moved the mouse around a little when there was a message on thescreen,...it was from mistress dawn. She then gave a command through the instantmessage and it said. Sweetsubslut I want you to take out your dildo from yourdrawer and spread your legs and insert the dildo, but not to come without mypermission. Teresa then typed in the message, yes mistress I will do as you say. Thenshe typed that it is in. Next she was. From that day on, I knew I would miss her. Sure, we were just two young people experimenting, but I do believe we did love each other. It sure was a good time that I’ll always remember. I remember the night before I went off to boot camp. No one was home at my house and there was a light rain outside. It would be our last time together. I guess ‘For The Good Times’ was a song that I would always remember. It was playing on the radio as we made love for the last time. Lay your head Upon my. “Did you take your medicine?”“We all did!” two nice looking younger men were sitting on the couch, cocktails in hand. They stood up to greet us. I immediately recognized them. I’d met them at a party at Roger’s during the summer. They were smiling and said “Hello Bonnie. It’s nice to see you again.”“It’s nice to see you. I’d like you to meet my friend Sharon. Sharon, this is Craig, and this is Shawn. Do your wives know about this?”“Sure they do. Didn’t Roger tell you? They’re over at Roger’s. I do. And I can take it all the way in with no lube." The middle aged man, #7 as we called him said with a smile.Claire looked at him with her mouth open. Then she looked at us. The man followed her gaze and smiled at us."I think it's time to invite your friend for a drink" he said gently.Claire nodded at us. We walked over and sat down at their table. "Larry, Karl. This is...." Claire began."...Steve" the man finished. He was an average guy, blonde but balding, with piercing eyes, thin lips.