Grasping to the child, shielding him. Water, so much water. Tearing at the child, trying to steal him back. Unrelenting, you will not let him go. Fina...ly, slamming into the other shore. Skin tears, bones shatter. Pain, white hot pain. Tears fall, wings laying on the ground, broken. Blood spilling, the water becomes red. Looking down, the boy. Safe, alive. Unable to move, pinned down. Something, everything, hurts. But more, coughing, blood pouring. Feeling, a pipe. Small thin, piercing through.. . their conquests. They can't keep their friggin' mouths shut to save their lives. If it came down to keeping it a secret or getting all the pussy they wanted, most will tell their friends so that they can look good. Mr. Macho, Mr. Big Shot. Yeah, that's what most guys will do to a girl." But not all?" No, thank God, not all of them. The older guys seem to know enough to keep their mouths shut. But some just have to brag about it." That's terrible," Kelly said, as tears welled up in her. "Your mom already knew, and it seemed like the kind of thing that you just didn't tell your parents, meaning don't let your dad know," she said, taking her hands in mine.My mouth opened a tad, and I shook a little bit more. 'She does have my panties wet, but I'm not sure why. I never thought of Maria like that before, but I have had sex with her mom before.'"I know this is a little forward, Rose, but may I kiss you?" What, why?" I inquired, backing away. "Do you have a thing for me now, Maria?". That couple is dancing and she has her hand inside his pants feeling his cock. Over there at that table, a guy is feeling up a woman’s tit. Two other women are dancing together near us. At a table behind you, a girl is on her knees and I bet you she isn’t praying. Afraid people will watch or say something, who cares, they don’t. No one knows us except for our husbands,” Wendy replied.“People may think we’re lesbian or bisexual.”“Who cares what they think about us being bisexual,” Wendy said,.