. I hate to break the mood, but ... what I’d like to do would be a lot more enjoyable if we cleaned our teeth and, um, relieved ourselves first.”�...�Okay, but before we do...” my hand found her breast, cupped, fondled and squeezed it. “Yep! Every bit as perfect as I remembered.”She giggled, and pressed her hand over mine, then quickly rolled over, unzipped her side of the bag and slid out. Reluctantly, I did the same, but pushed up the fore-hatch and went on deck. There is something ... primitive?. “Now that our minds are clear,” he began, “It would behoove us to discuss our priorities and boundaries.”“What?” Sarah asked, completely baffled as to what was going on. He gave her a patronizing smile, “We should both be on the same page when it comes to limits and safe words and public discussion of our relationship.” “How could we discuss it...your wife…” Sarah mumbled, the mere thought of Mrs. Wheeler causing waves of guilt and a subtle thrill. “Exactly, but now we are both clear on the. ."Randy grabbed Phyllis by the wrist and dragged her away; Phyllis, drained, allowed it.Back in her own bedroom, Phyllis began to sob. "You don't understand! I make that mistake, again and again -- and she's doing it ALREADY!" So tell me," Randy replied, hauling the big woman against him."Do you know," Phyllis said quietly, "that each of my kids has a different daddy? Do you know that I don't even know who two of them ARE?" Come on..." Randy dragged Phyllis onto the bed. "Get it out," he. I took my usual position in the tree confident that I couldn’t be seen. Karen came in from her shower about the same time as always, but tonight she faced the window when she brushed her hair. She took her towel off facing the window as well, and then right when she would usually put on her nightgown and turn off the light, she reached up and played with one of her small but erect nipples. Even though her window was closed as her mouth opened I could have sworn I heard a gasp. She continued to.