We're all so damned lucky--and that includes my wife; Jessica never had it so good, from me, or from the great screwing she's been getting from your b...y. You'll like her, I know. At first, she had some of the same doubts about the so- called propriety of it all, but when she really got with it, all those vanished. From a sometime, lackadaisical wife, she's turned into a fucking machine."Lauralee poured them both another drink. "I'm not knocking what's happened, Chris. Far from it. I want to run. People volunteered to do that too. There was a lot of concern that the feds could trace the sources of all those postings, and I told them that we could set up posts using proxy servers so that original sources would be hidden. Others volunteered to take readers’ submissions and write the blog news posts, and we could set up a “first-person” section to post people’s stories.Next we turned to the Program beginning next week. I suggested that the last year’s survivors explain the problems that. She had always complained that her parents were closemouthed about sex and I know my view has always been more information is better. One evening over a Scrabble game, she posed, ‘James and I have been talking about sex, actually doing it and now that I’m eighteen, I’ve told him that we could.’ ‘Gee, Alexis, you’re still pretty young, you sure you want to do this? It opens up a whole raft of things, not just sex.’ ‘Yeah, I’ve decided I’m old enough, seems like I’m the only girl in school who’s. "I told you I would get you back," I whispered in her ear, "and unless I miss my guess, the flood of liquid from your pussy has made a big wet spot on the back of your dress." While I said this I was rebuttoning her dress. "Everyone who sees that will snicker to themselves, I know what she was doing, they'll say." Okay Aaron, you win, no more pranks on dates." Deal."During the week I had been going over to the Ward's and reading my books to Diane. We screwed almost non-stop from Saturday.