She stopped offering to her husband when she stopped having respect for him. With the mug between her cupped hands Marjorie contemplated the loss of h...r only child.Etta strolled into town; just a half mile walk. The town was everything she remembered. Not much had changed in the six months she had been away. Finding the local sports bar she wandered in. The atmosphere was thick with cigarette smoke, the smell of stale beer and loud music. This place had been the start of her metamorphosis. When. Now do it," I said to Angela.Jim looked a little troubled but Angela went to the bathroom right away. She returned a few minutes later, her face very red. She handed me the small thong panties and I slipped them into my pocket. "You'll get these back when we get together to fuck," I said."But we haven't decided if we're going to get together with you or not," said Jim."You've decide, haven't you Angela," I said."Yes,"she replied. "Let's do it."I looked at her husband and smiled. We set a date. They secured their bikes, and he opened the door for Abby. As they entered, the coolness of the air conditioning hit them with welcomed relief, their eyes taking a moment to adjust to the darker interior. They looked around the large room that was empty except for one couple sitting off to the left side.“I thought a place like this would be packed because of the heat.” Brad led Abby by the hand, and she picked a place to sit two tables from the couple. The couple looked at them as they passed. As if by instinct, I leaned over and licked the underside of his head. He tasted different than I would have expected but nice. My first taste only made me want more. I picked up his semi erect member and it felt wonderful in my hand. I placed my mouth around the head of his cock and felt the ridges on my lips. My friend began to move his hips and I nervously and quickly layed back down, not wanting to get caught. I layed there next to him in silence, making sure he wasn't awake. I had to have.