“There are some seeds in the cellar in glass jars, but I don’t know if they’re still good,” she added.“We can look at those when we return, ...ut we should be on our way, if we’re going to town,” I told her.“Are you going with me?” she asked in surprise.“Yes, I’m going along. I’m interested in what they have available, and what garden tools they have also,” I told her.“Owen can make any kind of tool that you might need. He’s a very good Blacksmith,” Grace told me in a voice full of pride in her. By the time they went to the cafeteria, young Sandy was practically worn out. Even at her young age, it required a lot of stamina to keep up with Karen's voracious sexual appetite. While they ate, Karen told Sandy a little bit about what she could expect at her new class that afternoon. This class would mark Sandy's first experience with group sex other than her regular morning regimens which occasionally involved more than one participant.While Karen rattled on about how Sandy would be. Consequently, I have had a bit of a lust for Thad since college as well. Since we were in seminary, my bi-curious tendencies needed to stay at bay. Not to mention that Thad was married and I was engaged. Nonetheless, I put aside my desire and focused on our friendship. I went into seminary as a little chubby, but quickly got on a health kick and lost my weight. Thad was already in great shape. He worked out and jogged with me. I guess that is how our friendship started.Thad was a. But I didn’t want to be quiet; I wanted him to know how much I was loving what he was doing to me, how much I loved him. “Yes, yes, YESSSSSS!” And then I poured and poured and poured…. out onto his lips, his tongue, and his nose. It seemed like it would never end…..and at that moment, as he ate me hungrily and I fed his hunger joyously, I fervently hoped that this wouldn’t end….ever! “Sweetness,” he purred. “You’re such Sweetness!” His loving words made me tingle all over, and I trembled onto.