In the kitchen, if she was reaching for a dish while I was reaching for a cup, our asses would bump and we would give them a quick rub together. Watch...ng TV, she automatically lay with head on my chest while I had one hand on her tits and the other hand on her pussy, while hers stayed on my cock. We did a lot of fucking.It was smooth living. We never found anything to fight about. When I brought in my desk and bookcase with all my schoolbooks, we both decided in a flash where we wanted them and. Bastards.’ Erin shook her head. The memory of looking around as she lay in the ditch on the side of the road rushed forward. She remembered screaming and seeing a motorcycle in front of her, its rear tire spinning like a child’s top. And then, just as Karen started to talk, she got a flash of something so horrible she felt her blood run cold. In her mind’s eye, hidden deep within her subconscious, was the image of James lying halfway out of the car, his head resting on the pavement. His eyes. ” George watched his wife finish off her wine and pour herself another glass. “What with the prowler and everything.”“I want us to bring in an expert on the supernatural, George. I feel like our house is haunted.” Julie looked over at her husband with soft, brown eyes.“Not this again.” George took a bite of chicken and chewed. “Even if I thought it was a good idea, we don’t have the money. That and ghosts aren’t real.”Julie was tempted to refute his pig-headedness by telling George about her. I had such a friend. We broke the code…..…..and It stayed broken between us. Every chance we got, we talked about it, because?…it made us excited sexually, plain and simple. Let’s just call me, Julie, and her Lynn.--------------A few years back we both had 12 years olds, my boy, and her girl. We were comparing notes about them. A few glasses of wine, and I broke the code. I asked her if she ever got turned on when she felt her little girls body. She got quiet for a while. Then a devilish smile,.