Marlee is a free spirited blonde that seems to still be clinging to her hippie values. Free love described this 44-year-old perfectly. She's never bee...n married, but and has been linked romantically with several younger men in town, and rumor has been going around for years that she likes girls too. Her current boyfriend is serving a tour in the Middle East, so she appears to be more available than she actually is.It was surprising that she was never a part of any of our lingerie/sex toy. Along with a few other friends, Bill, Sally and I were playing on the swings in the park down the road. When suddenly — over in the little copse — we heard a young child crying out in anguish. On hearing her screams, Bill and I immediately set off at a run to investigate, followed by Sally and the better part of the other children. As Bill and I arrived at the edge of the copse, we met Reggie and Susan leaving it. ‘What’s going on?’ Bill demanded. I’ll be honest, there never had been any love. I hope.” he said as he began to limp away.“Where are you going?”“To get a towel and clean it up.”“Clean what up?” I asked, feigning ignorance.He looked at his crotch, down at the floor, then at me, shocked.“...I think I'm in love.”“Hahaha!” I laughed. At least, I hoped he was joking.*****I woke up on Brad's couch about noon. We had talked until almost 6am. It turns out he's a really nice guy. He isn't nearly the geek I thought he was. Well, he's still a bit of a geek, but I think a lot of it is. Then I reached up and took you by the hair again and said, ‘I thought I told you to get out of the water?’ ‘What? This is my fucking house and my fucking pool and I will get out when I am good and ready.’ you said defiantly. I dunked you, holding you under for a brief few seconds. When I pulled you up by the hair, you slapped the hell outta me. ‘Fucker!!’ you yelled. Then you threw yourself against me wrapping your legs around my waist, your pussy finding the head of my cock, impaling itself.