" "I feel so stupid." Ryan shook her head. "Like I should have seen it, you know? But he was Nate's friend, and he seemed so enthusiastic when he audi...ioned." "He's Nate's sister's boyfriend," Lara corrected, then made a face. "Try saying that five times fast. Anyway, we all thought he was serious, Ryan. It's no one's fault." "I know. It's just been bugging me for a few weeks now and I haven't been sure whether to say anything." She huffed out a breath. "Nate and Mitch are on board, always have. She beganfantasizing about him touching her, his hands moving over her body. Shewould sit and masturbate watching him sit there at the bus stop. Forreasons she couldn’t explain she wanted him! She began referring to himas her BSB (Bus Stop Boy).It was 5pm and a rainy Saturday in the early fall. She was hungry andheading for the kitchen to eat something when she walked past the windowand there he was, her BSB. She quickly ran to her bedroom and put on herthinnest white lacey bra and a white. Also, naturally, I had no idea where to direct them. So I stalled and asked for time to sleep on it; perhaps the gods would visit me in a dream with some guidance. This fit perfectly into their beliefs, so I had a short reprieve. That night I asked Alice for advice, and she gave me two likely spots to try, but with no guarantee.That night, I had Alice continue my education in sex. This appeared to be a popular activity for the rest of the occupants of the cave, judging from the sounds as we. Where mom was standing, because she stepped down to get her feet in the proper footing, the water was up to her shoulders. Christy went to the side and turned on a valve and suddenly powerful pulsating streams were pounding and teasing her clit and asshole. Then another pair of jets were rotating in such a manner that you could see them massaging mom’s breasts. Mom was visibly getting turned on, without a doubt. Christy leaned over and gave me another tongue kiss as she pulled on my nipples..