One man caught my attention as he looked so out of place his name was frank he was the husband of Jenny who headed up the accounts department, she was... older than me and had abandoned frank to speak to a pair of young men in the kitchen, Frank it turned out having been made redundant from a bank and was now a “kept man” as it was only Jenny’s income that kept them afloat to which he was constantly reminded or so he told me, I was still chatting to him when Jenny came up and told him to “pop off. She felt the moisture build between her legs, as it did on the occasions in which she pleasured herself with her fingers. While she was a virgin, she wasn’t ignorant of her own body and, at twenty three years of age, knew how to bring herself relief when her hormones were raging. She had received quite an education from her favorite cousin, Cousin Mildred or Milly as she was known. Milly’s mother and Rose’s were sisters, with Milly’s family living in an affluent area of Chicago. She was a. She was too drunk to make sense, but she had decided she couldn't stay at the campground any longer. Her car was blocked in by the car under my bed, and she figured that since the windows were open, the keys were probably in it. There was a lot of arguing, but somebody sane finally stepped in. They took Wendy's keys away from her, and then locked her up somewhere for the night.I stayed in my bed until the ruckus ended. If I had gotten up, I'm pretty sure another justifiable homicide would have. “Now it’s your turn,” Marcy informed her boyfriend when the kiss broke.“What?” Jeff asked in confusion.“You boys have to show us your moves,” she explained, with a loving yet adamant gaze. She placed her fingers upon his firm pecks and pushed him away, feeling his hands slipping away from her naked butt as the distance grew between them.“Seriously?” Jeff cringed, as if he’d just been ordered to give an old man a sponge bath.“Mm-hmm,” Marcy cheerily confirmed.“Fine,” he sighed in.