I was going to reconnect with both of them now that Susan and I are divorcing. They need to hear from both of their parents, if for no other reason th...n to explain what had happened to cause our split. I would spare them the nasty details, but they both need to know that I am still their father and that I love them very much, despite all that has gone down. I was so lost in my thoughts I almost missed Jan walking into the room. I say almost because there was no missing her. She looked. And, of course, my evening with Sierra. Amidst my remembering of the pleasurable activities, two things she had said stuck themselves in the front of my mind: "We're both going to have to do things we normally wouldn't." What could she have meant by that? I had been so excited for what we were about to do that I hadn't really thought much about it at the time. Clearly we were going to be pushing some of our regular boundaries; that much she had as much as stated when she decided to watch. To you love and sex are united. You don’t have sex randomly. Every person you’ve slept with has meant something to you. Even Tiffany, Molly and Katelyn mean something to you.”She paused as their server walked over. The young woman had tried to give the couple a few minutes because she saw they were talking about something of great importance. But her tips were based on the number of patrons she served and she couldn’t let them spend four hours at the table and still see any money that. ”“Only cus Jen wouldn’t touch it if I didn’t. I don’t do that shit anymore. See.”He pulled his basketball shorts sufficiently down to reveal his course, dark pubic hairs, slightly exposing the top of his thick flaccid cock. The elastic of his shorts safely tucked the rest of his inches away while he used his hands to demonstrate the length to which his cock hair had regrown. He was a free baller, never wearing boxers or jocks, and during our basketball games, his fat stick would swing from side.