I grabbed my glass and we clinked them together. “To us,” I added and started having nasty thoughts about Kassey running through my head.Thirty m...nutes had passed and we ate potato chips and drank our Margarita’s. We both were on our second glass and I started to get a good buzz going. She made them strong. Then things started to change a bit and I started to realize that maybe Kassey had a secret addenda on her mind. It started when I dropped some small pieces of potato chips in my. She was damp already, as I shifted to get both knees between hers so I saw that tell tale moisture."No," she squealed flailing her arms around but I aimed the tip of my tool right in between her lips and eased that sucker into her.It went maybe an inch! I had to grab her wrists and she bucked and squirmed and do you know I couldn't get any further in her, she was clenching like cunt shut like a whore who hadn't been paid."Bitch," I said as my tool slid out as I tried to hump it in her, "Where. "I'll call the others." I saved you for last," Susan said in a voice that no one could construe as pleasant. "That way the decisions would already be made by the time it was your turn."Jen was silent but she was quietly fuming."Sorry, Leslie," Susan replied. "Oh, sorry, Jen. I get you two confused when I talk to you on the phone. Anyway, I'll do what I can but I forgot my truth serum back in San Diego. You might just have to accept that Brock is going to be this way for a while. I think it's. “Mmmm,” Kate said, looking up at me, more distant now. “Okay…”I flushed, caught up in my own confusion. Not wanting to take the conversation any further, I turned away to make the tea. This is not going well, I mused.________________________Two hours later, we were back on the highway, heading north in the mist. We stopped briefly in Fort Bragg to grab two espressos and some croissants, and then booted on up the coast towards Rockport. The weather was almost a complete reversal from.