They were screaming like little girls and hanging on for dear life! The old couple had their hands over their mouths to muffle their laughter. The sir...ens were getting louder, as someone must have called 911.Linda landed next to us, giggling, and handed us our robes as she put hers on too.She was looking at the light pole, then she giggled, “They’re gonna have a hard time explaining that. That one FOOL still has that ladies purse!”The squad car pulled up and two cops came running over by where. Before I could think, she was gone and two giggling little beauties each grabbed one of my hands and started to pull me to our destination.The back patio was beautifully landscaped with pavers in a semicircle framed with a low raised wall along the perimeter that doubled as extra seating. Annual flowers were freshly planted in raised gardens on the outside of the wall. Eight outdoor chairs were placed around a fire pit, perfectly staged for nights of friendly conversation with friends and. He finished his deed leaving my mouth full. Not knowing if I should attempt swallowing it or spitting it out I realized the knocking sound was coming from the door. Terror hit us; by this time Rob was peeking out from behind the window curtain with his stiff prick still standing at attention. Scrambling for his clothes he announced Charles was coming in before running for the closet. I straighten my nightgown as he burst into my bedroom. It was too late to think about spitting, he would have. “You actually thought you could fuck Mark and everything would be hunky-dory?”“I already told you! I wasn’t thinking, at least at first,” she cried. “If I was thinking, I never would have done it! It was only after I did it the first time that I thought about it, and look where that got me.”“Now we come to the heart of the matter,” I said, “The reason you were able to do it, and thought that you could continue, was because I trusted you. To paraphrase Rhett Butler, ‘Frankly my dear, I don’t.