When he walked into the living room again, the first thing he saw was Nicole’s ass sticking up in the air. It was perfectly round and had a beautifu... tan with no bikini lines. The others hadn’t noticed he had come back. He quickly got undressed and walked up behind his step-nice. Kneeling, he took hold of her hips and when she felt his hands on her skin, she brought her head up from Andrea’s anus and looked at him over her shoulder. “Hi Kevin, do you like what you see?”That’s when Kevin lost. I looked down at myself. I was thin once again, and dressed as I had in the 80's, much to my embarrassment. I was sitting inside of a car and next to me was Ruth, who was driving. She had the CD player going and was listening to Pink Floyd: The Wall and grinning. She seemed oblivious to the fact that I was looking around in confusion, trying to recall when and where I was. I looked over at her and my heart began to race, as it always did. Ruth was wearing a short black leather skirt and. Henry had questioned why she didn’t speak longer with James but she had excused it by saying that she had seen much more of James during the holiday and that it was important he had contact with his father. Julie had almost convinced herself that it was an isolated incident and if she tried to pretend it had never happened then things would return to normal. Last night’s brief conversation had scuppered that idea, and now, as if she didn’t have enough to worry about, she had to think what she. She told her friends that the Bandits were fucking her, 2 or 3 at a time, all night every night, and she loved it. She repeatedly invited her female friends from work to join her at the Bandit's place, and some of them took her up on it. Some were married women, others were single. About three months later I saw her again, at the divorce hearing. I was stunned at her appearance. She looked great, beautiful as always,maybe even more so. Being an unabashed slut seemed to agree with her. She was.