Harsh, butfair. And I've said I'm sorry a million times-" It's okay, I know you are. I don't want to hear you say sorry again,it's okay. So what was t...is idea you had?" I asked, patting myself drywith the towel."Do you remember a couple of years ago when we had the deal about youwanting to try anal with me?" I did, and immediately knew where Abbiewas going with this. We'd agreed that if I wanted to stick my cock inher ass she'd be allowed to try a strap-on on me. After muchdeliberation I had. Krista wanted all of that lucre pouring into her bank account. Now it was time for them to trade back; and Lance wanted to have his “Jilly baby” back so he could go back to having her to himself.Jill had tried to tell Krista and Justin about it, but they really didn’t listen, or believe her. She couldn’t take another day of it; she had thought about stepping in front of a cab and ending it all. Still ... there was the dream. She was cynical about it; she had a hard time believing it. But she. .."Billie figured that Jed was about to ask for a kiss, and though she didn't like the thought of it she'd made up her mind to allow him just one if it meant getting the pictures for a while."Well?" she asked, shrugging. "Can I borrow 'em or not?" If you let me have your panties!" Jed blurted. Billie stared up at Jed's reddening face, but he kept his eyes on the road, lips clamped tightly together."You mean... the ones I've got on?"He swallowed and twisted his hands on the steering wheel.. He sat down heavily on a tree trunk, hoping that his head would clear sufficiently for him to make it back to the colonial style house.As the eldest son of the Plantation owners, he was treated with a deference and respect above his young age. At twenty-one, he had seen and experienced rather more than the average young man in the 1760’s. To his credit, around half a dozen children could be blamed on him directly. Possibly twice that number might be carrying his genes, but these were.