It's the stuff addictions are made of.Behind her closed bedroom door, they wasted no time getting to it. They were undressed in seconds and fell onto ...er bed in a tangle of arms and legs. The sex was aggressive, passionate, needy and physically draining. Their pent-up cravings came pouring out in a truly memorable joining, leaving them gasping for breath in a disordered pile of sheets, blankets and pillows."Wow!" Lulu panted, "That's one for my diary!" Amen to that! Give me an hour to recover. At that moment, cradled in Robert’s arms in post-orgasmic bliss, her doubts and fears didn’t seem so bad. Maybe she would even find the strength to be honest. ‘Virginia,’ he said in a low whisper into her ear. ‘What…what did I do wrong? Before.’ Though their position wasn’t very conducive to a conversation, she was loath to move. ‘It’s not you,’ she said. ‘I’m…I fucked up. I’m sorry.’ Thankfully he didn’t press it, and they lay there together in perfect contentment, until, suddenly, Virginia. " He looked at her and said "Come in an' set. We'll do some talkin' and maybe we can work this out."Everyone went in the house, and gathered at the table. I used to think that kitchen table was huge, but it was getting pretty crowded at this point. There were ten chairs, and nine of them were occupied.To speed things up a bit, I spoke first. I filled her in on some important details. "First, we know you have shields up." That got her attention, and her interest grew as I went on."Most of the. ” “That sounds like fun.” We all agreed and stood up. We took three straws and made one shorter than the others. I had them in my hand and held them forward. “Whoever gets the short straw picks his opponent. At the end of the wrestling, whoever pulls the pants off of his opponent must be stroked for two minutes by the loser. We will go around until we feel we are good to end.” “Draw,” I said offering them to Mike. He drew. I turned to Phil and he pulled one as well. I ended up with the short.