The waitress sighed and sauntered back to the bar. Her tits barely bounced.“Margaret, what the hell is going on?” Amy whispered. “Why are we her...?”Margaret was about to answer when she looked up to the dancer who was leaving the stage and coming toward their table, still stark naked. As she slid into the booth, another girl approached the pole and shed her clothes.Amy openly starred at the girl’s shaved and open pussy. “Welcome to the Chat Rouge,” the naked girl said looking directly at. But I was also so aroused, so turned-on, so impassioned; all I could see was my nephew's hard cock rising up so provocatively. It was both awful and wonderful as I felt stirrings I hadn't felt in years, maybe ever.I was so distracted during dinner and after that I finally went to bed after I got my two bathed and in bed.I lay there, my hand between my legs, slowly rubbing up and down, so wet, so warm and tingly, then I reached over to my side table and took out the larger of my two dildos and. Things like that happen from time to time but in the mood I'm in ... well, it just seems like every little problem becomes monumental lately.It's not like I don't know what's wrong. I just spent my first Christmas as a bachelor and I absolutely hated it. If I had a penny for every time I've second-guessed myself for going ahead with the divorce, I'd never have to work again for the rest of my life.I know Diane would love to have me come back. When I picked up my daughters, Amy and Marsha, on. We made trips to the library every day collecting information on our laptops as well as written materials on every subject that came to mind. We broke into the campus bookstore and scavenged some more laptops. I labeled each one with a subject and we began to work more systematically after that. Amos and Jim went with Roy on a regular basis to scavenge food and other things we would need for our living. As our understanding of our needs grew, their list grew. Mark and Missy watched over all the.