” Ronnie turned to Grainger, “Get that journal out of my glove box.”While Grainger fetched the journal, Ronnie told me what happened. On Sunday ...ornings if he and Grainger are up early enough, they’ll go to church parking lots during the services and look for unlocked cars. Sometimes they find a wallet stuffed between a seat and the center console. Sometimes purses. Last weekend, they got into the Schmidt’s van and found Mr. Schmidt’s journal.Ronnie snatched the book out of Grainger’s hand and. I finished my fourth beer and had a pleasant little buzz goingwhen I went into the kitchen to retrieve another. As I bent down to reach another beer from the lower shelf of the refrigerator I suddenly felt a handcupping my left ass cheek. I stood up abruptly and whirled around. He immediately placed his hands on my waist and pulled me up against him."Don't worry Chrissie I know your little secret and believe me it's quite alright." he whispered in my ear.I was apprehensive at first, wondering. "Well, when you were talking so respectfully about how your folks didn't know much about your photography, I wondered if you were just too nice a guy. I wondered if you were tough enough for the real world. God! How stupid could I get?" But what happened Friday wasn't the real world, Teri. It was a kind of a nightmare that any of us can end up in at any time. The real world is where Tessa and I piss each other off without knowing why. It's where you and I have to steal an hour here and there. He rubbed it all around then carefully inserted, first one finger, then two.Terri's heart was beating hard. This was her first anal sex, her first DP. What would if feel like? Would she really like it? She was about to find out. "Actually, Tom," she said, "I think my asshole is ready to be fucked."Tom grinned and pulled his fingers out of Terri's ass. He wiped his hand and fingers off on a hand towel then leaned over Terri's back. "Are you ready, babe?" he asked."Yeah," Terri answered.Sara was.