I always remained my usual antisocial, reclusive self, but something about having sex with my cousin must have softened me up a little. I still didn�...t understand or trust people enough to open up and make myself vulnerable, but I think I’ve become more tolerant of their, uh, peculiarities, and in spite of my psychological dysfunction, I manage a relatively normal life, somehow. At least to outward appearances.So, whatever became of Laurie and me? Well, it’s no big surprise that she was married. After some time, she told me that her best friend is gonna come and visit her in the hotel in some time. She said that her friend is really sexy and I would love her. I said ok.We had some time alone before she came so I pulled her and planted a kiss on her. We started smooching and devouring each other’s mouth. My hands were caressing her butt which was firm and round and we were sucking each other’s tongue by now. It was so good. I knew this night was gonna be crazy.I told her that the moment. She knows that refusing to do so will result in a spanking.Two weeks ago we went to Walmart because I wanted to buy her a couple of "whore blouses" as I call them. A young man (David), perhaps 28, was shopping for his GF alongside us and I started a conversation with him. He was fascinated with Diane's tits. I asked him to come into the changing room with us and he did after I assured him it was OK. I whispered to him that it would be OK to feel up Diane under her blouse..his eyes were as. The dust paid respects to the truck’s majestic wheels and undercarriage then settled back down to the ground humbly. Daniel felt a thousand pinpricks in his chest and the hurried thumping of his heart. He craved her. He took in a deep breath of fresh mountain air through his sturdy flaring nostrils. He was home. He stepped out of his fittingly imposing vehicle, seizing his rugged brown backpack from the passenger seat in one motion. His worn green duffel bag still rested in the back of the.