Mother! My god, the depth of depravity continued to astonish and disgust me. How did my wife get mixed up in such a disgusting troop?Amanda sighed and...wiggled her hips and it appeared Marek had his arm far enough up between her slim thighs that he had to have a couple fingers within the woman who appeared to be his mother. They did have a family resemblance actually."Hum... you couldn't have waited for me huh?" Amanda closed her eyes and sighed, obviously enjoying the touches between her legs. .. quite in the habit of that yet."And I'm not sure I like that one."Are you kidding? She totally looks like a barbie doll. The girls are probably downstairs dreaming up crazy outfits for her to wear. 'Church-Barbie', 'Homemaker-Barbie' and 'PTA-Barbie', I'll bet they all give everyone heart attacks!"Richard nodded. "Yes, there will be questions, no doubt." Don't worry, brother. We'll come up with a story. Something like: they got—no they won a trip to one of those high-end spas. Total. They were unsure of what they both experienced, but were convinced it was not just the music. Hearing nothing more, Damian returned his focus directly upon Erin. Smiling at her, he lifted his thumb to her lower lip and traced it. "I waited a long time for that kiss. Your lips are soft, sweet and magical. I am going to kiss you again.”Damian didn’t ask her. He told her. And that made Erin feel a little bit weak, in a good way. As Damian leaned forward and his lips met hers, she squeezed his hand. Things went like clockwork, as they always do in Japan, and before I knew what was happening I was seated on a bullet train with Yuki heading for the coast. We had a beer or three, well I did, Yuki didn’t drink a lot and we talked mainly about golf. What the local course was like, handicaps, what sort of competition we would play? How many people were in the group? Idle chatter. It seemed that there were twelve of us up for the weekend leaving tea time Sunday. We were certainly playing.