My consciousness swims in a bright orange darkness and relaxes to swimming pool sounds: bouncy diving boards, screaming children and swimsuits drippin... on the way to towels. Sweaty moisture glazes my chest and drips into folded crevices of skin. I reach for the suntan lotion, but before I open it, footsteps run by and dive into the water, raining a giant splash upon me. I awake and spy the culprit – a short freckle-faced kid who by now was at the other side of the pool. I dry myself and see. "Elizabeth continued, "While we were talking about the article with another friend of your's, when we said that we knew you and you had tried to get us to go out with you at one time or another.She told us, we were both fools, that you were more man than any six women could take care of. All three of us took off that night, we went out and got drunk, and took a cab home."You told me about a sci-fi book by Larry Niven called 'Gil the ARM'. What the character did to morn a friend was to have a. "Okay, Granddad," Susan said, "I'll get it for you." And, picking upher handbag on the way, walked from the lounge to make her Grandfathera drink.As she walked, Susan could feel her Grandfather's slimy, wet spermstart to seep from her arse and soak into her panties and realised thatshe desperately needed to go to the toilet.She stopped in the hallway and repaired her makeup, needing to usefoundation and powder and lipstick and she tidied her tousled hair,also using her handkerchief to wipe some. He said "one day I'll be filling you with my cum" and at this point he blew his load all up my back, I remember it feeling hot and sticky as I heard his breathing heavily in my ear.Sunday morning rolled around and I had innocently wandered into our parents bedroom but without thinking or knocking so had inadvertently walked in on mum laying there with her legs spread and dad was licking her hairy cunt. She was laying back with her eyes closed clearly enjoying every second of it and although I.