The women stepped out on the sidewalk, both trying to hold their dresses down at least a little. "Too late now, we're doing this," she said.Okay! Time...to suck it up and enjoy. I trusted my wife. I walked around the car and linked my arm in my wife’s. Together, the four of us walked down to the Eldorado entrance.Once inside, Tanner and I didn’t know specifically where we were going so we followed along behind - and had fun watching the expressions of the guys we passed. The two slot machines. " Samson backhanded the mouthy one and clapped two heads together when they came for him. One man run off. About that time a railroad man came rushing up wanting to know what happened."Samson was staring at the remaining man standing. He wanted little to do with Samson after he saw what happened to his companions. So he said nothing happened and that Simpson there is pretty drunk and Dobson and Charlie stumbled over him when he fell down." Well, get them boozers out of the way and let these men. . .well, different. In a good way. As their tongues lashed together, he wondered how much different her pussy would feel and felt himself grow so hard he thought he may burst out of his pants.Carrie watched her husband kissing her and couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy, even as Sam’s hand caressed the back of her neck while she was doing it. They pulled apart after a few seconds, leaving them both a little breathless. Sam ran her hands down each of their backs and settled on their asses,. "I know there are many paths that lead down to the lesbian way with different obstacles guiding you, and my path couldn't be anything like yours, perhaps making me less of a purist against the opposite sex. Is there a predisposition? Are there certain psychological guides we all share like the nature of our parents; who is stronger and who is weaker and what is the nature of our attraction to them; the Oedipal or Electra complexes that form our mind sexually as signs leading us, or is it less.