I wrote him a letter, which I posted on his site, telling how much he had hurt my wife, and how disgusted I was with his lack of morals, but he just b...ocked us. Totally amazing.Anyway would I do this again? Believe it or not, but YES. Why you ask. Well we both found it very sexually exciting, and really enjoyed most of it. I’ve learnt a lot of lessons from this experience, about what to do and what not to do in a threesome. The biggest mistake that I personally made was to leave them two on. Now she was doubting her happiness. Would she be content to watch her friend eventually get married, possibly have kids, and have the happily-ever-after ending Jessie had wanted for herself so long ago? The answer was a definite and resounding ‘no.’ Unfortunately, she would have to live with the path she had laid out for herself. There was no way she would risk her heart again. She would have to settle for the week of blissful satiation and belonging she felt with Danny and the fleeting ghosts. " Okay, Dad. Will I have time to shower before we go?" Yes, honey. As long as we're on the way by ten or so, things will be fine. I just don't want to have to find a place to spend the night in the dark. Now go get Eddie."I went to the stateroom my brother and I had been sharing, walked in and stood on the bed. As I leaned over my brother, I kissed his lips, and said, "Wake up." I'm up," he groaned.I stepped off the bed and waited for him to get out of the berth. As he slid down to the floor, I. ‘Not if it’s going to be like last night all the time, Denise. I’ll have to hire in help!’ ‘Yeah, right. Try it and see where it gets you. Although…’ Stan stuck his tongue out at Denise, who blew a raspberry in return. They both laughed at one another. They were sitting at Stan’s breakfast bar drinking coffee. Denise had brought in some cereal, and they were both eating a bowlful. Last night had been, well, tiring for Stan, but enormous fun and yet deeply emotional, too. Denise had been.