”“Who are you? what are you doing here?”“Well, Ed, it is Ed, right? Ed Bartlett? You ran with Bob Pritchert’s gang over to Virginia City, di...n’t you?”“So what? You know me, who the hell are you?”“My name is Joshua Anderson, Colonel Joshua Anderson. Retired, of course. After the war, the government had too many Colonels running around. They kept the ones they liked and kicked the rest of us loose. But now that we know each other. I need to let you know something vitally important to your. "Isn?t that what you are, Rina, alittle slut? I mean, you knew by dressing like this you?d end up whereyou are now, in my bed. You knew your cute little dress would make mypussy wet, didn?t you slut?"She was now removing the garter from my left leg."Do you want to be fucked? Is what you want, slut? To be fucked longand hard?"She was really quite rough, but this excited me further."That is what you want, isn?t it, Rina? To be fucked?" Yes, Maureen. Please, Maureen. Please fuck me?"Maureen. Now on this particular night we were at Sharice’s apartment, relaxing before heading out to a party. We had a few hours to kill so we opened up a bottle of grew goose and began playing a game called I Never. If you never played I never here’s how it goes, you ask a sexual question starting with I never, if you’ve done that act you drink. Got it? Good. We were about six shots in when Sharice said “I’ve never sucked Stevens dick” Pam smiled and took a shot , Recees phone rang and she put the game. Ben had no problem with Betty staying over for a few days. Betty did not object. She did seem to be having a hard time sitting still in her chair. Ben even asked what her problem was and to stop fidgeting. It was decided that she would go home first then someone would come over later to bring her back, so she could pack a suitcase.The rest of their visit went well. Betty's dress seemed to have dried. The dried cum I left on her chest must have itched as I spotted her a couple of times.