It seems they’re having a reunion this summer. It’s an all-class reunion. I’m going to go. The letter they sent is asking if I would ask you ...f you are coming,” my brother said.I laughed. My opinion of class reunions is pretty low. To me, all they are is a bunch of fortunate people sitting around bragging about their job, their kids, their big houses and fancy cars, and rubbing that shit into the not-so-fortunate ones’ noses.Bill, two years younger than me, was one of the fortunate ones. . My heart was pounding as I met her in the living room. "You are doing a great job on the house, Mike and I are really happy with the way the front looks and the neighbors have all been complimenting us." She told me as I stood in the middle of the room."Sit down" she said as I looked around uncomfortably. "I really can't I have paint all over my overalls and I don't want to get it on your furniture" I replied. "Take the overalls off, I really need to talk to you for a few minutes and you don't. Before long Amber started to cum. I stopped rubbing but Carrie told me to keep going. We kept going until Amber begged us to stop.Then it was shower time for the 3 of us. I guess it was the fact that the vibe was still purring away that made me look at Carrie and Amber as they cleaned themselves, and I thought that they both looked good. I nearly had a lesbian thought.Carrie and I decided to go and relax in the jacuzzi while Amber decided to go into the sauna. We just sat there, too tired to. " I shut the door and walked back into the shower stall. I half expected her to open the door back up to continue the argument. I had meant what I'd just said about her and I being friends. I already had enough people wanting to try to control me. I didn't need or want that from my friends. When I came out of the bathroom, Bea was gone. I got dressed, and then started reading on my bed. There was still over half an hour before dinner. At six fifty, I went to Mrs. Parsons door and knocked on.