It would be kind of hard to explain.”I took her hand and urged her on. “Please try, Aunt Margie. When we go back to court in two weeks, whether yo... go to trial or not on these charges is going to depend a lot on what you know about Dagmar and this diary. You’re saying you don’t know what’s in it, but old Bullock is going to ask you how that can be when it’s in your handwriting and it was found in your underwear drawer. You knew it was there, didn’t you?”Aunt Margie looked like she was getting. That was sure death."I thought that was you yesterday." She looked me over from head to toe,then sat down at the kitchen table. "Come and sit down dear, and tell mewhat you had planned for today."Trying not to swallow my tongue, I opened my mouth, but no words cameout as every fear I ever had of being discovered had come true."You look so nice, why don't we go to my house? We can talk a while,then maybe later have a nice dinner?"There was nothing to say, and would not have anyway, so I simply. At the end of the night, they went back to his apartment to party and fuck. As fate would have it, her girlfriend wasn’t interested the friend so it was her and the 2 guys when they got to his apartment. Eventually she and her friend went to his bedroom and started fucking. They fucked and when they were done, he got up and left the room to use the bathroom. She went on, as she lay in the dark room in afterglow of getting fucked, she felt him climb back into bed. Soon he was fondling her and. He felt slightly nervous as he drew close to the entrance to The Center. Was anyone watching him? He wondered. If so, were they laughing behind his back? After all, the word 'cuckold' was instructive. Still, Chuck was eager, as well as excited to see the ther****t again. Jackie was a great ther****t. She was a great listener, every experienced in the techniques of guiding and training him in the cuckold lifestyle---and, she was quite attractive, too! That fact alone had surprised him that his.