Everybody had. We were a small town. After I won the state championship, I was the guest of honor in a town ceremony, but the mayor spoke almost const...ntly."I need to shower," I said and headed to my room.The only idea I had why Tiffany invited me over for dinner was she was a crazy girl, but I didn't want to say that and I simply wanted to end the conversation. Mom had no idea how disdainful it was to insinuate that I would date a royal princess like Tiffany.As I showered I got into a darker. That is someone who is a thief in the open relationships we all have."He looked at her and asked, "So you have never fucked anyone Alphonse didn't know about?" Wendy smiled sweetly and said, "We have free choice and can fuck who we want, when we want as long as we talk about it with the other partner later. Does Polly have that same freedom?" Dad said that his wife wouldn't fuck someone else if she had to do it to save her life. Alphonse asked if Dad had ever said she was free to fuck. The way she was sitting, she had her legs slightly spread apart and I let my eyes stray down to the crotch of her tight, safari shorts, as I did, my mother shifted in her chair and her legs drifted wider apart. It seemed obvious that she had done it for my benefit and I thought I could detect a darkening of the khaki covering her sex. Was she aroused, too? If she was, she wasn't outwardly showing it, other than spreading her legs to show me the dampened crotch of her shorts. Glancing back up. “Take the edge off of what?” Quetzalli sat next to Dana and put a hand on hers. “Are you taking something off the drone? Or perhaps you—”Dana kissed Quetzalli’s lips, and marveled at how soft and thick they felt against her own. She immediately pulled away and scooted away. “Shit, I’m really sorry. When I eat that stuff, I get super overwhelmed. If you can just wait somewhere else, I’ll—”“No.” Quetzalli touched her lips with a finger, a distant look in her eye. “I ... I would like to try that.