I know I am having difficulty explaining it butthis is what is going through my head. I question evensharing this with you but think it is only fair s... youknow what I am thinking.I told you that last night, I kept thinking about sex.It’s true. Up until 3:30, that’s all that was runningthrough my head. I kept creating story lines in my headthat just wouldn’t stop. The first was this.We were at the neighbor’s for a party. You were lookinggreat with a tight fitted blouse. As for me, my outfit was a poodle skirt, white cotton blouse with a sweater, bobby socks, and patent leather saddle shoes while my hair was put in a ponytail. Despite being nearly twenty I looked like a girl still waiting for her sweet sixteen party.Mom had me wait in my bedroom while she got Bret situated. He was totally unaware of what was about to happen. I heard muffled voices as he arrived. Then they became clearer as the started down the hall."Damn Juliet you look sexy in that! I have no. That wasn’t really true. I wasn’t even thinking about my head as her hand slowly stroked my penis.She let go of me and turned me around.“I can’t stop doing this, Bobby,” she said, as water streamed down her face. “I can’t.”“Then we have to decide how to control it so it doesn’t go too far,” I said.“Which is exactly why I started doing this,” she said. “So things wouldn’t go too far on a date.”“You have your fuck toy,” I said.“Don’t call it that,” she said as she slid her hands under my arms and. "I helped him clean up, and we departed. I was tired after my fight, and decided not to go every far before we camped.When I told them about my plans; they started crying and begging me not to make them leave me. I asked Edie about that, and she said there was significant status involved with being the chieftain's woman. "Do they expect me to have sex with them?" I asked."Yes, Husband, they expect to bring you children, like your wives," she explained.I asked Edie and Betsy to come with me..