“Yeah, I know. It’s a pity we didn’t have some foreknowledge of how it would play out.“All the detective knew was that he was having an affair...with Nicki and that other woman up in Doncaster, in Yorkshire, but he hadn’t got any details on the husband of the woman he was having a fling with up there, so there was nothing he or we could have done to stop what happened. It’s not our fault...”Sally finished his sentence: “I know that’s it’s not our fault. So why do we feel guilty?” She then burst. I knew he was probably having woman trouble. I found out later that he was crazy about this Chrissy woman who lived at his house. He tried to deny it by going out and fucking some stranger. I figured he was making a mistake but who was I to judge others.We were going to a few bars and took Jessie's truck because he wasn't into riding cycles; it made me laugh.We ended up at a stripper bar where we started drinking and putting dollar bills into some g-strings. A couple of women were looking at. Before his concentration waned, Robyn mounted him again and they started to make love again.As Dave’s hips got with the agenda, Erin moved her drippy pussy over his mouth as she held onto the frame of the chaise for stability. Soon, both women and Dave were moaning in the pleasure of the lovemaking they were sharing.Twenty minutes later Erin, Robyn, and Dave were again enjoying the cool breeze the evening provided to them as they panted the last of their passion to each other. A cloud of their. All respectable but because it was summer and warm, a good deal of flesh on display and loose fitting floaty skirts. Flat sandals rather than heels also because of the weather.W: Can I just say before you go into detail that I don’t want anyone thinking I am cheap, or easy, or a tart or nothing like that.H: anything like that.W: what?H: it’s anything like that, not nothing like that.W: Whatever. I am just saying I did what I did that week because it seemed right. When he first touched me, you.