That night, in bed after the saloons had closed, I took the cigar box from the top shelf of the chifforobe and handed it to Rebecca. She was touched, ...��Oh, Flint.”There were 66 letters, tied in a blue ribbon, the latest one on top. Rebecca turned the stack upside down and said, “I’ll start with the first one.” Rosie nodded.Rebecca leaned under the gas lantern and squinched her face up real pretty.I couldn’t tell you why, but her reading those letters aloud to Rosie and me was ... intimate, I. "Oh, it was just a few minutes before we were totally naked on his bed. I remember getting up on top of him and rubbing my pussy all around on him, I was so wet, it was incredible. We did sixty-nine that first afternoon and fucked right after. He was a real sex machine, horny all the time. He once fucked me three times after classes before his other roomies got home." "Three times, wow, horny guy." "Don't I know it. We did all kinds of positions, just fucked all the time, trying this and that,. He was attractive in his own way, though the tousled hair werea sign that he was too busy to keep up appearances."Follow me then. I do insist that you are clean, so if you are not thebathroom is through there."Her manicured fingers pointed to a room off to the side. She led himthrough the doors of the inner sanctum, and into her 'office'. She thenproceeded to get his thumb print to seal the deal. The ink-stained thumbwas soon cleaned on a fresh towel. His DNA was now stained, so if hereneged. She stepped closer and unfastened my shirt, pushing it down my arms and as she kissed me and invaded my mouth with her tongue. Her long fingers moved to my belt and I felt her tugging the buckle undone and unzipping my pants. The cloth tumbled down around my ankles and Joanna put her hands in the middle of my chest and pushed. I took half a step back, before getting my feet tangled and falling back into my armchair. Joanna dropped to her knees and began to stroke the bulge in my tight, white.