"Here's the key to the presidential suite." Anthony said. We went to our room and changed clothes for the night. "I can't believe that this is your us...al suite." "it is and you can stop pinching yourself because you're not dreaming. You can have the bedroom and I'll sleep on the sofa." "Jonathan I have a confession to make." "really and what is that?" "I knew that you were my date for valentines day and I wanted to spend my valentines day in your arms." "WOW." Sydney lead me to the bedroom got. He brought them to the middle of the park where there was a tall fence, and behind it, a swimming pool. The air clung to their soaking bodies. Matt left his bicycle lying in the grass and climbed over the fence first. He climbed to the top with ease and then slung himself over, dropping convincingly to the ground. Carmen climbed over, and dropped over to the other side. The rain was still coming down hard. Matt walked quickly to the pool and started taking off his shirt. Carmen looked on,. They'd mostly regulated their experiences to exhibitionism and soft swapping, but Lately they'd been talking about pushing their limits even farther, maybe to full swap and beyond.John had just turned the big four O and looked great. He was 5'11, one hundred seventy pounds with long, silky, dark hair that he pulled back into a small pony tail. His rugged good looks and laid back rocker style was a definite hit with the ladies. There was only one thing he loved more than drinking and fucking,. Then, in an effort to get as much of the bulk work done before Karen moved back in, Gus spent a couple evenings applying several coats of the pastel pink paint that his wife and daughter had picked out to the nursery's walls and ceiling. ***The thing that troubled Karen the most about trying to pass herself as Gus and Jean's daughter hinged on the fact that she did not possess the real Karen Miller's memories. While she had amassed a fair amount of anecdotal information through her prior.