I should never have come. This was all too much for me. My teacher who I was lusting after was lusting after me as well. That was more information tha... I needed. We were not able to act on our desires and we still had months left of school. Things were now going to be awkward. "Miss Langley," his voice echoed in my head as I grabbed for the door. Moments later I could feel his hand on my shoulder and my entire body lit up like fireworks. I turned around quickly, my heart pounding so loudly. We went together soon after and my wife couldn't believe that what I had told her was actually true. She really enjoyed the show and talked about it for quite some time after that. She told me that the most erotic part of the show to her was that the Colombian girls had to let anyone finger them.The part that she really couldn't stop talking about was that they were getting fingered by any guy who wanted to. It didn't cost any more money at all either. All the guys had to do was sit or stand in. Moms going to play, too Kelli announced. She bent for one of the vibrators from the case, looking over a shoulder to see if Bonnie noticed her ass and visible cleft. Are you, Mom? Sarah asked, her eyes now hopeful. I guess, Bonnie said, climbing on the bed. Feeling like she was in a waking dream, she started thumbing through one of the magazines with the girls snuggled on each side of her. The girls caressed themselves all over their own bodies while the trio looked through pictures of women. But the scaron his right bicep bothered me. Had technology progressed to the pointthat a doctor could duplicate a jagged scar? And where was my wife? "Listen asshole, I don't know who the fuck you are; but I'm not buyingit!" I hollered."Honey, please!" I heard my own voice whine. I exploded. "Don't you call me 'honey'! I want you to get the hell out ofmy house right now! I don't need whatever it is you're selling!"The man I had been confronting so harshly bolted up from his seat andstared me.