I responded saying, if we plan things right we can fuck our girls without them knowing who fucked them.He said ” hmmm.. We should do it then”. I s...id “you drop in late on saturday evening and say some excuse so that I can ask you to stay at my place for the night. He said ok and we parted.Saturday, came soon, and I had planned meticulously. Even the gods were smiling as it was raining heavily outside. The phone rang, and Priya took it, from her talk I could make out that it was Vinod at the. And Saturday and Sunday? I dunno who's limited here. We LIVE together. It's a wonderful way to spend time.Of course, my daughter looks at me funny when I walk in, holding onto Bill."You never grinned like that before, Mom," she told me one day in the kitchenette at work.I looked around. Nobody there but us. "Hon, I didn't know what 'good' was." You're really happy..."My daughter's concerned about me. "Yes, baby, I finally am." I have a job that requires my brains, not my tits 'n' ass. I have a. She had been extremely helpful from the beginning of this ordeal. Now was the big debate. What do I do with this new found information? I continued my work and it was weighing heavy on my mind. I grabbed some lunch and sat down to eat and rest some. I grabbed a box of DVD’s and sorted through them as I sat there. There were two that were unlabeled. I popped the first one in and hit play, it was some Nascar race . The next one however was much more interesting. It was two hours of a flipping sex. Jennifer read the plaque beside the door:Jennifer Lynn CallisApril 23, 1993As she read her own name and today's date the excitement began to grow again."In just a few hours" she thought to herself "I will be brought here in my casket, dressed in bridal white to lie at peace forever!"Her guide opened the door and led Jennifer inside. The gas lamp that stood at the head of the bare stone altar had not been lit. The only light was what penetrated from the passage outside."This, as I'm sure you.