" I said holding back my rage."Really? You would do that for me?" She asked"Sure, where is he?" I ask."He should be at the skatepark" She said wiping ...ears from her eyes."Alright be back soon." I said grabbing my keys.As I drive to the skatepark I talk to myself about how im gonna talk to him. I dont know him all him all that well. When I pulled up I saw him sitting in a bench making out with a girl in my class. Im doing my best not to jump out of the car and go beat his ass to a pulp. As I. " Sachi turned so her beautiful white ass was right in my face. "I think you should lick her asshole instead." One was almost as good as the other. I turned my face up and stretched out neck until my mouth made contact with Sachi's cheeks. She nuzzled her ass onto my face so her cheeks were wedged against mine. To my tremendous relief it did not smell of anything disagreeable. Even though it was hard to breath I applied myself to the task, making broad licks all around the perimeter,. Breakfast was simple. I made scrambled eggs, bacon, and campfire toast. We ate it quickly and then started cleaning up. There wasn't any hope for even a quickie that morning. I wanted another look at the valley before leaving. Both girls knew it. They weren't happy about it, but they kept their comments to themselves. They did make me radio in once more to the settlement. Once more I got my wife. I told her what my plan was and that I'd radio her again in an hour. I warned her that we'd. And I was taking it easy that summer, with my job pretty much from 9 to 5, and then I wrote some or lay around the house a lot on the evenings and weekends while Mom puttered around. Most evenings we ended up sitting in the den watching TV and reading. What was so great about all that, you may wonder. Well, basically it was great because there was nothing else we needed to be happy — several months before, even before I moved in, Mom and I had developed a “little habit” and now we were really.