And this is my magnificent boy, Odin ... And this week, er, we are back on the south coast, on Brighton pier, to meet a lovely lady who has been watch...ng a long time, and now wants to play with us...” We cut to inside an arcade, an out-of-breath, slim, brunette woman – dancing (badly) on an old Dance Dance Revolution machine. Dressed all in black – jeans, t-shirt and hoody, she’s the last person you’d expect to see having fun on one of these, but we asked nicely because we thought it would be a. She is younger than Ali, I would guess about twenty two. Skinnier too they are both dressed in professional clothes. Ali in a skirt and blouse the other girl in trousers and a thin jumper with a bit of a v neck. She has dark hair but has highlights in it. Her mouth is slightly open in shock at what she has just seen. “I’m sorry. Did you want a taste?” I take Ali by the arm just under her arm pit and guide her. If she wanted to she could pull free any moment but she lets me move her. The other. When he pushed me over that log again and fucked me again, he toyed with each welt, a reminder of what we had done. Today there will are no strikes and no welts, but the memory settles well. Slowly lowering my arms I look to the log, more bark has fallen off in the years since I was here last. It’s almost smooth now and a slight flush crosses my cheeks as I see the knot is still there. Feral I throw my leg over the log and scoot into the knot. My clit already engorged from the memories that. I mean it's not we were exclusive or anything like that, but still. “Sure I guess. But are you in love with her now?” I asked Jeanette. “Well just like us, really it just kind if happened. I'm sorry if you really have a problem with this, but it happened. We're not saying we're in love, but as you said a number of times Callie, you are with him. This is me just trying to move on I guess,” Jeanette replied. She had a point. I did tell her that a number of times. Granted we still had sex a number.