Yes, a good name for her." Then she smugly asked, "But wouldn't a good slut have removed your pants by now?" She turned to Juliana, "Baby, be a good l...ttle slut and remove your man’s pants." Juliana dropped to her knees and crawled to where he sat. Her hands starting at his shoes, she removed each of his shoes and socks. Her hands traveled up his legs to the bulge of his cock, where she rubbed for a moment before unbuckling his belt and carefully unzipping his pants. He'd gone commando tonight. I believe he pulled a few strings, for me to be there. Like I said earlier, a lot of rumours about Barry when he was on the outside. For me, Barry was my learning curve in life. He taught me to respect everyone in life. Right or wrong each person does something for a reason. Doing my time, I was out of line on many occasions. He was always there to guide me down the right road.The knowledge I have about motor vehicles today is from Barry. In the workshop we had Maggie, that is what we called. The next morning we woke to the same beach, and decided for an early morning walk, which started into an early morning escapade, but as soon as I slipped my skirt up to let him have his way with me, we were intruded upon by a nudist colony of senior citizens. This however, was not a bad thing. They had set up a tent city, if you will, because they had rented out the beach for a get together. We were invited to join the festivities, and one of the women graciously let us use her accommodations.. Well it was oblivious to Jean that Ann's date had taken out the wrong sister. Could she solve this dilemma without offending her sister or even worse making her think she was immoral sexually? The more she thought on it the wetter she became and soon she couldn't care less what her sister thought about it. She knew his name was Dan and where he worked, now if only they didn't have too many people with that name. She called his work and as the phone rang, she realized she had no idea how he.