“It’s because of you, Mom,” Kelly said. Mom looked at Kelly, furrowing her brow.“When we were at Drummond Island, you taught us the difference...between sex and making love. We learned we could enjoy having fun, sexual fun with other people if we could overcome any jealousy. What I felt was a mistake turned out to be the beginning of something I never want to change,” I said.“There’s a lot more to it, Justin. Since the night on the island, the four of us have become a family. We’re able to love,. When I thought about it, she was right, it wasn't that bad.It was about 9 P.M when we got back from the airport. I was pretty tired but she was still all excited about spending time with me. " Let's stay up and watch movies," she said, as we pulled into the driveway. " Did you rent some?" I asked. " No but Mom and Dad have some," she said with a coy smile. I immediately dropped my bags at the door and plopped my ass on the couch. "Make us some drinks and popcorn, lazybones, while I go change. Then he got dressed quickly. R Tur stroke the beardog’s ass.“Go to my truck after work.”Scuford nodded and kissed him in response.“See you later, at 6”, he said, closing the door.Scuford felt hot, he was sweating. He threw cold water on the face. Then he joined his collegue who asked if he was sick. The beardog reassured him and pretended fatigue of this offbeat rhythm, and the heat of the day which prevented him from sleeping. While they were washing the pumps, he saw R Tur, washed and clean. She bent down and kissed me, letting me taste myself. I breathed deeply. She smelled like peaches and oranges, and like sex. Intoxicated, I pulled her close, losing myself in her luscious mouth while Greg cradled my head, massaging my temples, my scalp. I only came up for air once, long enough to catch his eye, nodding, my smile inviting."I want you too, please?"We both watched, Trisha and I, while he removed his shirt, then his jeans. He was slender, his pale skin bathed in blue, then green,.