Uhhh, uhhh.”“What’s the matter?” Laurie asked.“Dan is finger fucking my pussy and he’s driving me crazy!”“Brian is fingering me too as...we speak. So Claudia, are you and Dan interested in getting together with Brian and me for some good, sexy, adult fun?”Claudia looked at Dan, “Yes we would, very much,” she said for the both of them.“We’re so glad you agreed, we’d like that too.”“I just don’t when we could meet next. Dan lives out of state and has to leave in a few days.”“If you don’t think it’s. What if someone had been walking a dog?She sometimes wonders what he remembers, if he plays back the sight of her in the doorway, her body, the robe masking so little, the sound of her "darling." Does he miss her? Then: going together up the stairs, kissing and feeling her, lifting her and carrying her to the bed. Sucking on each others' tongues, pulling down his pants, playing with his penis.She especially remembers playing with his penis. It was so different from her husband's, the only other. I was starting up a long hill when rifle fire and yells broke out about seven hundred yards to the east of the road. Turning the wagon, I drove over to the base of hill where I climbed down from the wagon and climbed up to the crest. Looking over the rim I saw a scene straight from a classic Hollywood western. A group of twelve prairie schooner wagons were pulled into a circle near the center of a large, flat, sand and gravel bowl between hills while a group of more than thirty Indians were. "Just ... seven of them..." I muttered.Sasha chuckled and shook her head."Overeager on the first day," I said with a shrug. "I'll slow down."Sasha outright snorted. "Yeah, right."I couldn't help but grin, adding, "Well ... I'll slow down eventually."Just like an alcohol-hangover, time, food, rest, and lots of water did wonders for my sex-hangover. I ate, drank, and then kicked Andie and Jamie out of my bed so I could take a nap ... a REAL nap ... without any females in my bed.At least, there.