Eve knows that. Both women got up of their lounges, picked up the bottles of coconut oil, and began to oil me up, from head to toe. Every little fo...d of skin, every armpit, crotch, and buttcrack was oiled and re-oiled, as both sets of hands explored. Now and again, one or the other or both girls would wiggle their butts or boobs against me, and Eve even straddled my thigh and began to ride me at one point. God, it made me feel so powerful! I love oil parties, and getting jacked when sloppy. I took a deep breath and let it out. It seemed to me I could hear the bubbles in my beer mug, it was so quiet in there. I finally let the words out."Kate and I had a good time together. We went out to Turtle Island, and we did some horseback riding on the beach, and some snorkeling, and even a little scuba. We relaxed. We talked about a lot of things. Everything really. The past. The present. The future. Me. Her ... Us."In the end, Kate decided she needs some time, some space. She's going to. A month ago, I had followed her home, and watched her through the condo's window as she prepared her families supper. Discarding her flat, sensible shoes and donning fuzzy slippers and an apron, she prepared a pork roast. She moved about the well organized kitchen with ease, never having a problem with her disability, nor needing her eyes. The kids came home, but I barely looked at them, so beautiful was their mother. Then Lora's husband came home, an argument ensued and I barely contained the. It's not fancy, but it is mine. The only extravagance I allow myself is during the spring and summer I pay someone to keep the front and back lawns mowed and trimmed. I keep a garden and have a nice covered patio in the back. I've owned the house for eighteen years, another four and it'll be paid for."She said. "I've spent most of my life in radio broadcasting. My parents owned a station on the Oregon Coast. I cut my teeth as a kid, reading news, writing advertising copy, helping with.