All I need now is for her to get the hell out of what is left of my life. Then maybe I can start thinking about my tomorrows!’ ‘You can’t throw ...wenty years away like that?’ ‘Jesus Sheila! Where the hell did you get the idea that it’s me who’s throwing twenty years away? Talk to that. THAT! Talk to June! She’s the one that started all of this. NOT ME!’ I got in my car to drive back to the motel where I had spent the previous night. As I went up the road, I could see a little group of my family. Between the sensation of the water and the warm soap and Sarah, my dick began to wake up.“Sarah, I feel comfortable having you join Keri and me. I really like sex with you, but I don’t know about doing anything with Keri not here.”“Call her.”“Huh?”“Call her. She said that you might not feel right and she said if it was really necessary you should call her.”Being the kind of guy I am, I got out of the shower and hit the button on the speaker phone on the bathroom wall. The dial tone came on loud. Derek stood over her and unbuttoned her blouse, then he squeezed one of those well shaped jugs. “Hey!” she said laughing at him.She looked at his erection and said, “Pretty cock, no wonder Sara gave you nice grades.”Derek laughed and she laughed back.Her mouth was close, so she bent over and flicked a drop of pre cum off his cock with her tongue. Then he helped her take her bra off.Pamela got up off of the bed, she said, “Lay down Justin.”“What?”“Lay down I wanna do girl on top,” Pam. Tanned, blonde, and sporty—she struck that perfect balance between fit and curvy. But she didn’t get her figure from shaking pom-poms at some football game, no sir. She got it from fencing. From stabbing people, competitively. She had a gift for it.That’s how we first met, actually—she joined the university fencing team with me during our second year of college after transferring from overseas. The guys and the girls competed separately but trained together, and I’m happy to say that I fell in.