“She’s already talked to Dad. He gave her some basics but no details.”“You know, mental warnings aren’t much good if you don’t listen to t...em,” I offered as a general philosophical point to anyone listening.“Yeah,” responded Allison, smacking me on the arm, “You turn around to see who might be speaking in your head!” I laughed and Anh asked for a quick translation. We still had a bit to work out this mental translation between individuals thing.“I couldn’t help it,” I replied. “I’m not used to. He rubbed around on it while his other had was busy on my wet slick pussy, and then slowly sank his longest warm wet finger all the way into my ass. It felt so good and my orgasm had never ended, just kept on like wave crests, up and down fading and returning and fading and returning. I finally had to tell my brother Ken to stop, that I had to rest. He then began to pull out my inner lips and feel them with his fingers, looking and memorizing each crease and fold in his mind. I began to recover. ” She saw me staring and turned to see Alex headed our way. She said to me, "Oh, look, it is your gay lover."I gulped and asked her, “How did you know that?”She said, "It is written across both of your faces. Do you think you are the first guy trying to get some revenge on me? Tell your little lover to sit down, or I will tell my brother you both were trying to pay me for sex. My brother just so happens to be the manager here. Who do you think the police will believe?”Alex came to the table and. Then we will see about dealing with Mark Haskins and the rest of his ‘Sons of Man’ people,” I told her, and kissed her again.“I know, but I still hate it,” Ashley said quietly on recovering some and kissed me back for a long time.“We’re going to head for home while it’s still light out,” Ed told us when we came up for air.“You’re not staying for dinner?” Ashley asked, surprised.“It would be better to get home while it’s still light enough out to see things well. Just in case, since we have been.