Well, and somehow we ended up in bed together. Jenna he had me, and well, then I had you. Your Uncle Ronald, the man you’ve known as your Uncle Ron,... is your dad, your real dad, not his brother David Carter. The man you’ve called daddy for your whole life up to this point is really your uncle,” said Stacey. “David Carter is really your uncle not your father.”“Momma no!” howled Jenna. The older woman waited for her daughter to calm down.“Momma...”“Jenna, in the best of all possible worlds this,. Sally stripped down to her underwear and slipped the shirt on, we made out briefly but she was clearly drunk and I could already tell I wouldn't be getting any action tonight. Nothing is more frustrating than being with the women you feel is the most incredibly beautiful specimen on Earth, and not getting to impregnate her with buckets of cum deep inside of her. This instinct is literally built into men as a survival trait of the human species. We see a suitable reproductive partner, and all we. But we love each other and in time we hope to commit comfortably 100% to each other. At least Jill has sworn off men for now and that pleases me very much.“We tried two completely different lesbian hangouts. Although both welcomed us, we were uncomfortable following their unwritten ‘politically correct lesbian rulebook’. Jill and I have long wanted to enjoy our love outside. We have never done that with an audience and would love to share our love with friends publically. Indeed, it would be. " Sounds fine to me. Especially since I haven't drawn a paycheck yet. Icould stand to save a bit on gas," I said.At work, I moved as quickly as I could to my desk, eager for somethingto hide my risky hemline. Shortly, Lynn, the personnel director, cameby."Patti, I'm glad you're here. I have some paperwork I forgot to have yousign. Do you mind?" Lynn asked, setting a stack of papers in front ofme. "Do I need to read it?" If you want to be bored to death, be my guest. Just routine. You knowhow it.