Count me in, baby," and Lydia walked over, embracing Janet and giving her a kiss that promised more of what they'd already shared and one hot sexy nig...t ahead for The Group.Janet knew that Lydia had already had several sexual dalliances with different males in the school. They hadn't all been students and she knew that Lydia had enjoyed affairs with at least three or four of the married male teachers. But, Lydia's primary reason for coming to the high school to teach had been to enjoy the large. I dragged the body behind some bushes and mounted the horse. ‘Giddyup,’ I said and the horse started moving in a leisurely pace. Why not? I wasn’t in any hurry. The horse was still pointed in the same general direction that he was moving when I first saw him. I figured he knew where he was going even if I didn’t. I just hoped he wasn’t taking me into more danger. I wondered when the man I killed would be missed. Speaking of that, I wondered when I would be missed. I lived alone but my boyfriend. He wasn't the handsomest man her mother had ever brought home but even the young girl in the closet knew he might be the sexiest. He looked like he had stepped from the cover of one of her mother’s romance novels, the ones she sneaked to her room for the hot throbbing sex between the reluctant beautiful woman and the roguish, sexy man. Her fingers found their way under her nightgown, under her panties to the fresh, smooth, crack. She slid her long finger through a hint of pubic hair, along. Maybe it was the beer or maybe I am just dense, but I thought absolutely nothing of the invitation at the time. I mean, why she would ask me to come into her girlfriend's bedroom could mean anything, right?As I entered the bedroom, I noticed that Pauline was sitting very quietly on the edge of the bed with both feet on the floor, a pallor on her face, staring at the wall directly in front of her, not moving, and not saying a word.My wife said, "Just stand right there and watch."“Duh… okay.”She.