Several exquisite seconds passed in ecstasy.“There,” I gasped to the girls as I pulled out and let Becky stretch her legs. “So hopefully you fee... a bit better about it now.”“I think she quite liked it,” said Sue.“She came like anything,” agreed Jilly.“That’s what I said,” added Vonnie.“She called us ‘fucking rapists’,” I pointed out.“Anyway it’s made me feel better,” smiled Vonnie. She lay down alongside Becky and started to caress her. I made way as she slid more onto Becky’s prone, naked. The husband, mumbled something in his drunken stupor and rolled over on the seat.”“But that wouldn’t be proper…” I started to say. She cut me short “If you let me go with a warning, I could make your evening very pleasant. I thought it couldn’t get any worse with bozo here loosing $75,000 in one night, but a ticket might push me over the edge. Please?”“ I don’t know…Angie, you were going 115 and your passenger has no seat belt, I just…”“Please…I would really appreciate it.” She batted her. On the contrary, she just did not understand why I would possibly want to kiss her. She was barely able to imagine that anyone would want to buy her a drink and I had gone and kissed her. Apparently, T-BAG had told her she was an ugly, stupid slut. As had his friends. And their friends. Basically, every boy she had ever dated had told her she was an ugly, stupid slut. Apparently, only jerks had the guts to ask her out. But they asked her out a lot. She knew she wasn't stupid. She also knew she. They were pictures of my wife wearing her sexy new black bikini. They appeared to be taken from Clifton’s back yard looking into mine. Jennifer was laying on a lounger in the first two, one with her top undone laying on her tummy.I flipped to the next picture and she was sitting up smiling over at Clifton’s camera. The next one had her standing near our fence smiling at the camera. I flipped to the next picture and Jennifer had her back the camera. Her hips were arched and she had her ass stuck.