Well, I was making coffee and thinking that the time came. I was thinking about every moment that went in this year.Everything from the beginning till...today. All kind of question were roaming in my head like what’s gonna happen now? What will happen to me? What will happen to her? What she’ll do? What I’ll do? About the future, about the present. But then decided to go with the flow and kept gazing ahead.The coffee was served and we all sit together again and were sipping slowly. Nobody. " Heather you are being hysterical. It is just a word, get over it. I saidI am sorry and will not do it again." You mean, you will not do it again in front of me. But you will still sayqueer instead of gay and lesbian. I have a lot of good gay and lesbianfriends and you using that word in a sneering derogatory manner is notright. You talk about people in a way to demean them." Queer is not bad, I hear those people call themselves that all the time.They say they want to be treated as equals, so. Over the next few minutes, both ladies rubbed the cool liquid over every inch of Peter and Tina’s sore bottoms and thighs, not saying a word as they did so. Mrs. White looked over at Wendy, whose fingers had wandered between Tina’s thighs and across the young woman’s pussy lips. Auntie Jessica smiled as she placed the fingers of her right hand on Peter’s cock, working her way over his balls, down the length of his bum crack until she reached his anus. She smiled as he began to moan quietly at. Nothing.And yet, when she returned to the livingroom carrying the drinks, Jonelle was wearing only the pajama tops and her panties. Her long, black legs were naked, thin but very shapely, and Laura sat the drinks down fast on the coffee table, trying not to look. But Jonelle saw her looking."Gosh, you have beautiful legs," she said, trying to cover it up."You think so?" Jonelle smiled. "I think they're too skinny. All of me is too skinny." All of you is too beautiful," Laura said softly,.