Jack came into the room, naked. His dick was swollen, but not fully erect, dangling forward. A marathon runner, Jack was in pretty good shape. His bod... was not sculpted, but, crossing past middle age, his body looked better than many thirty-year-olds. Steph was similar. Although she did not run like Jack did, she took long walks with the dog every day and kept her body up. They both had imperfections, but still looked good to one another, which is really all that matters.Steph listened as Jack. I figured Claire might have a new sistersometime in the future, and told her about my conversation, with Sam'spermission. She didn't seem surprised in the least.Finally, the big day arrived. Patricia and Annelie had arrived the nightbefore and insisted we have a Hen night out. We had ended up in a hotelroom after, reintroducing ourselves to one another. Patricia and Anneliewere fascinated by the chastity devices we were still wearing, and I sawPatricia in particular eyeing the chastity I was. We looked around and seen that they had taken Bob out to the ambulance. He had two bullets shots in the stomach but was still alive. They were rushing him to the hospital.Then we looked for Nancy, she was sitting on the sofa talking to the police while holding an ice bag against the side of her head, her other arm around her children.The police asked us to leave but Nancy said, "NO, Please! They are my friends," Marsha just looked down at the floor and was tearing up.The whole left side of. This was long ago when cell phones didn't exist. He had a nice expensive camera, and he converted part of the basement of his house into his dark room where he would develop his photos.We were hanging out at his house one afternoon. Nobody but us was there and we knew that we would have the house to ourselves for the next three hours. It was one of those rare perfect opportunities for us to enjoy a long hot sex encounter knowing there was no risk of anyone else showing up and catching us in the.