My legs shiver and I tremble as my legs feel as if they are made of rubber. Our moaning and grunting attracted a couple passing by the bushes where w... were. Hearing crackling sounds in the bush does not bother us, I think as I look over to see a young couple stunned yet grinning. The man pulls his girl back into the bushes as my lover’s balls tighten as he shouts loud. “Cummmmmming,” I yell as the feeling of fullness again sends me over the edge. He leans over me placing his head on top of my. “We’re all going to have our periods on Friday, and so will our daughters. Instead of our card party, why don’t we all have a cook-out?”“Great idea!” Maria said. “We’ll do it at my place – Alice has had the party twice in a row, and Susan’s had the kids twice. It’s our turn.” Everyone was agreeable to that. “And our pool’s open, so we can swim and use the hot tub, too.”“I heard,” Alice said, “that Andy and Patti have dates for Saturday.”“Yes, they asked the LeBeaus, Donna and Henry. I don’t. Pete, as it turned out had spent the entire evening talking to one Sarah Granger, who spent her evening cranking out orders of bar food for the patrons out front and smiling back at Pete. They shut the ovens and grill down several hours before closing, and when I saw Pete helping Sarah clean up, I mentioned to Ginny that if we helped with the cleanup, Pete and Sarah might be able to get in a little time on the dance floor. That was all it took, and very quickly Ginny, Arden, Alicia and I were. And fuck! What's such a big deal about tits anyway?Hopping. Bopping. Sliding. Gliding.In through all the trance and hard house came a clear single note, held for a beautiful long moment, gradually building up tension, other rhythms patterning themselves within it, and then bit by bit as Kirsten and Sophie and Paul and Barry sank to the size of midgets on a small corner of the earth, in a vortex of spinning ravers, it built up inexorably and powerfully and ever greater, wave upon wave of emotion.