It was a very warm, wet pussy, and it belonged to Bobbie Anderson, my best friend’s wife, much to my shock. I panicked for a moment, but she put her...finger to my lips and increased the pace of her strokes as she rode with her usual passion, her typical zeal. I had heard a few stories from Eric ... and yes, from her, by now, that I was aware that she was just plain awesome in bed, and now I knew it for a fact. I felt some guilt at committing adultery with my best friend’s wife, but then I saw. It was the way the Sharks did things, they always had a bigger plan in the works, with more gang-on-gang battles of the “you and him fight” variety. When it was over they would move in and chew up both weakened combatants. Either that, or do a coup.I channeled The Patron for a moment; grandfather would ask, “why do you not plot to take over the Sharks?” But the answer to that was that the Sharks were all psycho, in a bad way, and one of those (that was me) was enough for any gang. Plus, their. "Hi girls. Kathy isn't here sorry" I yelled across the pool. They were surprised to see me and apologised for just walking into the house. Hayley, the cocky one of the two said, "Awesome house Mr Naylor! Can we wait here til Kathy gets back?". I said, "Sure. The kitchen is at the top of the stairs. Help yourself to anything in the fridge and watch some tele if you like. Make sure you clean up any mess you make though."They wandered up the stairs and I went back to sweating in my hot room. After. ”Lucy grinned wryly.“Cramps,” she grimaced. “You know how lucky you are?”Harriet of course, did not suffer from menstrual cramps as she was in the early stages of pregnancy.“Oh dear, can I help you?”“I already prepared a pain relief, and it’s getting better,” Lucy answered. She was the daughter of an apothecary and herbalist, and what she did not know about herbal medicine was not worth recording.“This ship sails like a dream compared with the Pretty Jane or even the Medusa. Jonathan says that.