Eventually Ariel put his shirt in the dryer and it felt like only moments later when she handed it back to him dry and clean. He put his shirt back on... not noticing Ariel’s eyes when he did. * * * * * * * * * Oh yes he was being an ass now, but she still couldn’t decide whether she like him with his shirt off where she could see his bad boy tattoos or with it on where he looked every inch the bad boy. She was still trying to decide which when he cleared his throat. She looked up and watched. "From a purely sexual standpoint I married the wrong sister. Hazel was an insatiable slut. For three hours she put me through the wringer. She wanted to do it all and we did. She sucked my cock and I ate her pussy; she wanted it in her pussy and up her ass and I did my level best to stay with her, but eventually I just couldn't get it up again. She was lying on the bed crying "Please Ray, come on baby, just once more" as I staggered out of the room and went and collapsed in my own bed.Hazel had. I had the felling shehad been through this before. Maybe on her own body.The bitch spoke up. "You said you wanted to get me back some day girl, howwould you like to use our little whipping boy here." With a sweet smile shelooked at the floor and nods. "Good, first tighten his screw one complete turn,not the 1/4 turn I used on you, you remember how don't you" She literallygasped and I could feel the heat from her blush. The dragon lady had some funwith this one I bet. I couldn't hold. Julia and I talked on the phone every evening, but at my house we only have one line and one usable phone, which is in the kitchen; the extension in my parents' bedroom being out of bounds.One line for five people and our dial-up internet access was impractical, so phone usage rules are enforced. Up until a few days ago this had only mattered to my sisters as I'd not needed to use the phone much. I was distressed to learn that all the hours I'd not used over the past several years did not.