"She threw that steely gaze at me. "The nurture aspect has a very thin skin. You have told me about your family and what you HAVENT mentioned is anyon... in your family mistreating their wives or daughters. Am I right?" Well, yeah ... I don't know of any of my dad's side who did that ... and only one on my mom's side." There you are ... there may be generations in your ancestry where the man didn't beat his women. But everyone doesn't have that in their genes."I shook my head."It takes time and. We continue to lay out. Suddenly the first drop is felt. Then another. People now begin to move quickly back to their carsWe are laying on our sides staring into each others eyes. I put my arm around your side and pull u closer to me. Our lips meets. Your are so soft and I bite on your lower lip some. We are now pressed against each other. I can feel your breasts pushed against my chest. The rain is now a constant drizzle. The drops of rain are running down our face as we kissThe last of the. Each of them working together to convince, to coax, silent in this conspiracy.Ashamed and yet impatient as they stretched, their dripping vaginas grinding against the thin layer of fabric separating them from us. The tight pants are plastered against their cheeks, showing that special crevice before their tight hole…The one they so rarely used until we took it, teaching them to like whatever we wanted.We burst through the floor, waiting until she stretched into the right position. Our arms. ’ ‘Well, I don’t notice you running to the showers, to show off for those four other guys, either.’ ‘Marcy, I do need a shower, but I’ve still got a little time before I have to take one. No sense me messing up stuff for their girlfriends.’ ‘Yeah, that’s an excuse.’ Amanda could tell that I was still a bit pissed, and the subject got dropped. ‘You still going camping tonight, still being on the rag and all?’ ‘Dave said it would be OK, that I just had to stow the used tampons in an air-tight.