When we were young it had been the favourite for skinny-dipping because it was isolated and the other swimming place could be seen from the road. As k...**s we had planted trees and bushes to screen the nearer swimming hole. Those now were an effective screen and the next generation used it for their skinny-dipping. The Chamber of Commerce had raised funds for a real swimming pool so our old place in the woods was unused – until now.By the time Janie and I had unloaded everything and we had. This is making me very mad." Why should you be mad? How many times have we caught you looking at my tits, Kenny? A hundred times? Two hundred? All we're asking is one little favor. Grace needs to learn how it feels knowing someone you love is having sex with someone else." I already know that, Jane. You need to find out that if you love someone, unimportant shit like that doesn't matter. You're jealous of your own brother, the one you handed me to on a silver platter, so that we could stay. " I sighed. "Why, I've asked myself many times, why doesn't everyone want a plural marriage? On the surface, a plural marriage is the ideal expression of love if more than two people love each other. Recently, I've been turning over in my mind one possible answer to my question. Perhaps plural marriages aren't truly possible to sustain over a lifetime." God damn you, Josh Johnson!" Sandy said with feeling. "Our plural marriage will prevail!" Damned straight," Nicole said, just as upset as. I shut off the memory as quickly as I shut off the water. As I stepped from the shower, I heard the door open and saw him standing there, pants pulled on but not buckled, no shirt. He really wasn’t that great looking, but just…sexy. He just exuded sex. His lopsided grin as he looked at me. I pulled the towel across me at which point he exploded with laughter. “Don’t give me that coy act, girlie, after you’ve been screaming, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, for the last hour.” His high pitched.