Almost immediately, Carl began seeing pictures of Gwen in his mind. It was a slideshow. Gwen was naked and sucking different guy's cocks."How is Gwen?... the man asked, as soon as he spoke, the slideshow stopped."Do I know you? How do you know my wife?" Carl asked."My name's Vince. You don't know me, and neither does Gwen. I know of you."Carl was puzzled. Not just about Vince but how those pictures got into his head."What would you do if Gwen fucked another guy?" Vince asked.Carl was lost for. I didn't know her name, but she was two grades behind me in high school. She leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek and said:"Thank you. Now I don't have to move and give up all my friends" and then she followed her family into Angelina's.When I got into the car Natasha asked, "What happened and who was that girl who kissed you?" Something that I didn't do just saved my ass from a beating and I don't know who the girl is" and then of course I had to explain the whole thing to Natasha."So. There was no way that I was going to leave my family until I had more information. I know they were able to protect themselves, but there was no reason for me to be away from them. These women were all fairly close to giving birth and they needed all the help and protection they could get.Sharon came to me and said, "A junky looking van has parked on the street, and a guy is bringing a bunch of equipment and jugs to the pool. The pool guys who usually come have white T-shirts with the company. You see Doug has lost the ability to maintain a hard on, and can only cum by wanking. So as this had been the case for 3 yrs now I was from time to time very frustrated. Anyway Doug had come home some months ago and told me that he had joined us up to a nudist club, and we had gone a couple of times. It was nice – but nothing outstanding. Then they arranged a boat trip where the entire boatload of people would be starkers. We would be taken to a remote beach and could enjoy the day totally.