With lots of Pre-dogging sex. When Friday came round nether one of us could concentrate at work. That evening Mrs C was first in the shower shaving he... bits ready. She was like a k** in a sweet shop know what was coming. I gave her the new outfit and she loved thank god. She got dressed as I showered. We set off from the house about 9 ish having sent a link to the guys as to where we were going to met everyone and the timings. As we pulled up there were already two cars there. Mrs C recognised. She had us talking about girls at some point saying “Some can be strange, but sometimes mature is a better route to go.” I don’t really know what she meant but when she said it she gave me a particular look, I don’t know why though. I don’t like drawing attention to myself, but I really did enjoy talking to her, and when the others went to play on the beach, I stayed with her and talked. No one has listened to me talk that long since I don’t know when, I think we can be good friends. Entry Two-. After Bobsmiled and offered him a beer, Norman drew his gun.“You fucked my wife today, didn’t you?”“Are you crazy?”“Asshole!”“Just put the gun down.”“Asshole! I heard you through the bedroom window.”“But it wasn’t me.”“It was your bedroom.”“I swear it wasn’t me.”Pointing the revolver directly at Bob’s stomach, Normanpersisted.“Tell me the truth or I’ll gut shoot. ” Roy ambled over to her and moved her hand from the switch. He then reached down and locked the door.“What’s going on?” Fiona’s thoughts drifted as the sweaty, disgusting kid touched her. There was the most wonderful scent in that room. She hadn’t remembered smelling it there any time before. A warmth spread out from her vagina and she felt most peculiar.“Mrs. Bennett’s a nice lady, Roy.” Caroline’s knees trembled as she watched the pivotal moment. “Don’t do this.”“Mrs. Rodgers, kindly take.