It’s so very tempting to just add characters and assume that raises the stakes in a long-term story. After all, more characters are having sex. That...means advancement, right? No. It does not. It means you’re seeing the quantity of people as an advancement. Giving them unique kinks doesn’t help this, either. More people does not always mean a better story. I would rather read a story about Larry getting together with Monica after years spent apart, only to realize that Monica refuses to date. You may come in and dry me.’I entered the room and picked up the towel from the rail. As I turned towards the bath, she stood up, the water cascading off her like falling diamonds in the late afternoon sunlight. Try as I might, I could not muffle a gasp. Truly, she was a goddess. Lustrous red hair framed her beautiful blue-eyed, fine-boned face, which was perfectly set off by her flawless alabaster-white body. High breasts showing the ripe fullness of a mature woman were matched perfectly with. After a while, the sounds of music and laughter from down the long corridor faded, but I hardly noticed. Then, I saw a shadow in the light from the doorway to my left. I turned around and I saw Ashley standing in the doorway, with a glass of bourbon and coke in her hand. “What are you watching?” she asked, and feeling a little sheepish, I said, “The old Beverly Hillbillies movie.” I felt like I’d been exposed as a total dork. “Oh,” Ashley said, stepping in the room, “that’s funny. I’ve. Without even think about it, I wrote again to him:“Wish I was there next to you in; or even better you on top of me”Seconds later he answered: “Okay…”I then was not sure about what to do. But I replied I would be there with him in less than half an hour.I got home, finding a note from my sweet Ana. She was going to spend the day with her girlfriend Camilla at her home.I took a quick shower and got ready to visit Shawn’s house.A bit excited I drove into his neighborhood. I parked at his driveway.