I agreed and off we went. about 20 minutes into the drive he starts discussing how much of a slut his gf is and that he would like to know if I'd like...to help him with a threesome fantasy she has. I looked at him in surprise and asked if he was just k**ding. He assured me he was not. I told him I'd love to and that I thought that his GF had a nice firm set of tits. He smiles and we continue on our journey. I notice he had a bulge in his gym shorts from all this sex talk. I am bisexual.. and. I hadn't pressed the issue, still worried I might cause her unnecessary pain. Becky and Peter were whispering back and forth. I didn't want to interrupt them to ask Becky about Sandi's readiness, so I told Sandi to go up and get the lube. She jumped up, smiling and eager, to go upstairs. At almost the same moment, Becky jumped up heading the same way. They stopped and whispered together for a moment and broke into laughter, running up the stairs together. I looked over to Peter, raising. Now the question becomes why am I accomplishing exactly nada, zilch, zero, zip, bumpkis, nothing? The answer is; because I am, as the old saying goes, just me, myself and I.I am one person. The reality of our current political situation is one person has absolutely no political clout unless that one person is immensely wealthy or wields tremendous, personal power and even then the amount of influence that one person can exert is problematic at best. Our politicians respond to political pressure. I can't show you the warm, caring, loving person I've been spending time with because you can't see that part. She's very giving of herself. She's very funny, tender, sweet. She likes to laugh, she knows how to share! She's open to trying new things instead of shying away because they ARE new and different. And on top of all that," he kissed her neck/shoulder again tenderly, "she's a GREAT fuck!"Charli started to cry instead of laugh as he had hoped for. Spinning around in his arms she grabbed.