“I heard you, Craig,” she laughed, “and this time youcan’t shit me. I made you come, didn’t I?”“Why don̵...;t you meet me face to face and see if you cando it again?” I countered. “Like, this _is_ a localcall? We _could_ meet?”“We could,” she agreed, “but maybe you wouldn’t wantto.”I stood up, gave my dick a flip. Two loads squirted,and it hadn’t gone soft a bit. “Come to my place andfind. ”Steve didn’t appreciate the racial slur, but the guy had the look of a Hardass. Throughout the rest of the day Steve heard repeated pops…but he couldn’t figure out, it was Rod’s big white hand slapping his wife’s chubby brown ass. Finally Steve was drunk he found his bar and mixed in some scotch. Rod picked him up like a baby as Sheila marveled at his strength, he put him on the bed and left.Sheila was glad that he was gone, as she prepared for bed. Then the door opened and Rod came in, “What. Now you know how I feel about you.”He wouldn’t have done it if he was sober and now he wished he hadn’t done it. He waited for her to say something. She didn’t say anything.He thought: Fuck, that’s it. I’ve ruined everything. Our relationship’s over. I wish I hadn’t kissed her now but I’d done it and there’s fuck all I can do about it.He managed to look at her.“I’m sorry, mom. I shouldn’t have done that.”She wasn’t saying anything. Shayne was thinking: Say something. Anything. Tell me that you. Reclamation sex, please.”Jill rolled her eyes, “When we have one of the get-togethers with everyone in The Ring, we’re very sexual. Sasha always makes sure to recommend that all the couples have Reclamation Sex with their partner before they end the evening.”Amy said, “You’ll be here for our weekend party. It’s here this week because people want to use our pool and make love on the patio. We have the largest house of anybody in The Ring, probably because there are so many of us that live.