Oh my god! I wish that I could do some of the things that you do. Why dont you and George come home with us now, and see what fun combinations we can ...ll come up with. We really dont have any inhibitions any more, and believe me, its a wonderful way to be. Do you and Fred still love each other? Absolutely. You and George have been fucking, I assume. Do you still love Phil, even though youre fucking George and hes fucking someone else? I &hellip, I suppose that I do. I just wish that we could. " i boldly kiss her in the store, she doesn't resist "let's go!"i grab her hand and we drop everything and dash out of the store...running through the pier we see an inn at the end of the coblestone path... "there," i point. he rebukes, "do we have time for..." i kiss her deeply again in the dark tunnel, cutting off her question, our breathing heavy, hearts beating in unison "FUCK IT!" she says sternly "take me wherever you want." Checking in as mr and mrs "smith", the room is intimate and well. She squeezed my knee slightly as she began, but left the hand where it was. "Okay, we'll start from the top and work down. First, your blouse is open quite low. I'd guess that the first button that's done up is at the level of your nipples. Second, you're not wearing a bra."As she spoke, she extended the index finger of her other hand, and moved it into the opening of my blouse, tracing her fingernail lightly down my breastbone, and into the valley between my breasts. As it reached the limit of. Jack was mulling over all this when his train of thought was broken by someone calling them from down the street.“Come on, you guys. Breakfast is on the table and getting cold!” It was Beverly Flynn calling from their home just a few houses away. Jack and Susan stood up and started making their way home. They waved at the owner of the house whose lawn they had been sleeping on. He had come out to work on his garden and smiled at the three naked people.“One hell of a party last night” he said.