In all the time I had known them, they were always happy and going on with their lives like everyone else I had known. All of the kids were excellent ...tudents and both parents held well paying jobs. Obviously there was no sign of trauma or abuse going on. But last night I had shared my girlfriend with her own father, and I had screwed her mother several times, and we had enjoyed ourselves like any other couple having fun in the swinging lifestyle. I had stopped thinking about who we were with. My body is a sweeping landscape of hills and valleys simply waiting to be explored, perhaps even conquered. With skin the color of Bavarian cream, I appear positively gilded when the sun’s rays wash over me. I am crowned by a glossy mass of loose curls that tumble to my hips, the color redolent of mahogany in winter shadows. In a world where so much aching beauty resides, I am but a single tender gem. My self-evaluation complete, I lift my gaze to my surroundings, taking in the sounds. A. “So,” Faith said, in a low voice. “Do you think we might be able to come to an arrangement?” “Oh fuck yes!” Taking a quick step forward, he ran a rough, calloused hand up her smooth thigh all the way up to her neatly trimmed cunt. He ran a finger along her slit, growling deep in his throat. “Stay there!” Derek commanded, moving over to the door. He mashed a button with his thumb, the motorised roller door coming down with a grinding sound, shutting out the outside world. He bolted a small side. She would flirt around in her short, tight dress, getting fingered up against the wall and hooking up in a mildly tipsy state. I smashed my mouth against some average looking girl who was standing near me but it just wasn’t the same. It got to the point where I really wanted to just punch them all in the face, I couldn’t take it anymore. I went up to Luella and said, ‘We really need to talk’. I turned around and started up the stairs, knowing she would follow after me. When we reached the.