I had squirrels, big ones, in my gut. I also had a hard-on in my pants. I turned to the previous page. It had today's date on it.God, it began, I can'...t believe what I saw!My hands were shaking so hard the diary fell to the table. I stared at it as though it was a live grenade. In fact, I felt pretty much the same way I'd felt back in basic training when we'd done live grenade practice. That afternoon my hands were sweating so bad I could barely hang on to the thing, much less throw it. I was. Throw in his dark hair and bright blue eyes and I had to say, my Mom had done damn well for herself. As if reading my mind, Krissy said, "Your mom's a lucky bitch to have that fucking her, that's for sure." "I guess." I shrugged. "You guess?" Laurie asked. "Come on, Keri, he's not hot?" "He's my dad." "So? Doesn't mean you can't have the thought." Krissy shrugged. "He's my dad," I repeated. "He's loves me and is really good to me." "I'd let him be real good to me." Krissy smiled. "And. One of the guys had already booked a room. They grabbed some bottles of booze and we all wentup to the room. You know what's coming next, babe, don't you! Linda and I both got fuckedcountless times by all 8 of them. She doesn't like anal, so my ass got an awful lot of use! I want tosit on your face now babe, so you can soothe my poor asshole with your tongue!”And with that she did, indeed, sit on my face with her back to me and her asshole positioned firmlyover my mouth. She reached back with. I can't remember why I ever wrote with him in the first place other than perhaps he was not interested in anything long term. He had a cottage and was looking for a man to join him on the weekends in the summer. Maybe being by the beach was what interested me? I was now into my 40's, while he was 60 and retired (but working part-time for fun). He admitted in his profile that he was a bit overweight and when we had coffee together he was indeed rather large. But I went with him the following.