Try passing the next one, and the one after that. Maybe after you've passed fifty, I'll be impressed."I turned my back and pulled my helmet out of my ...ocker."About that?"I turned back."I don't think it's fair that I have to take a test every week. Nobody else does. I'm clean, that should be enough."I decided that I really needed to stop trying to help people. I remembered deciding not to get involved anymore before dinner at Darlene's last year. How many times have I made that decision? Hell, I. Sarah played it up as the same but stayed completely sober. She still felt bad playing this trick on her friend, but she rationalized that she really didn’t have a choice.Sarah decided the time had come to launch the second part of the plan. “Jenny, can I tell you a secret? But you have to swear you won’t tell anyone.”“Give it bitch!” she said feeling no pain.“Swear?”“Yeah yeah. I gotcha. This is about Conner isn’t it?” she asked with conspiratorial glee.“No no. Not him.” She looked like. But this was further than I wanted to go.Naomi: I pulled her closer for a hug, explaining the big plans for her asmy wife. I think she was stunned by what had happened and a bit lifeless,so as I cuddled her, I caressed her gently too, ensuring that the brastraps had a reminding tug or pull occasionally. I did briefly hear hersobbing, but there was no arguing. And eventually a bit of subtlemovement of her nightie against her panties drew a reaction downstairs,if you get my drift.Annette:. I didn’t find my mug but did find the straps portion for a strap-on dildo, along with a nearly empty bottle of sex lube. I was then very sure that the girls had done some kinky stuff. Finally, despite walking around with a raging boner, I found my mug under the seat of my car.One evening very soon after that while in bed with Jennifer at her place, she said wanted to put a dildo in my ass. I responded, “What? No Way!!!!”Jennifer was laughing and telling me that I would love it. She told me that.