‘Yeah, I guess I do.’ Jennifer lifted her head to look at Angel. ‘That’s kind of a funny reply.’ ‘I’m sorry. It’s just that being here... with you has made me realize just how close I am to someone back home.’ Jennifer looked at her for a short time and then smiled as she understood what Angel meant. She put her head back down onto Angel’s chest as her arms wrapped around Angel’s waist and held her tightly. ‘Can I ask another question?’ Angel brushed Jen’s hair back and kissed her forehead. ‘Sure. Later that night we meet John as arranged and had a few drinks, we had a great time.About 11.30 pm Pam and I decided to retreat back to our room, and asked John if he wanted to come back with us for a farewell drink, he said yes.On the way back to our room I quietly asked Pam if she’s had enough to drink, maybe she replied, smiling. Back in our room, after chatting for a while we got talking about women and sex, John told us it’s been 4 years since his wife died, and has not been with another. She squealed period She was rubbing her clit hard. at this point she didn't care if my daughter heard period She was begging me to fuck her harder. So I did. At some point over the next 20 minutes my daughter figured out how to get the door open. I was pounding my sister out on the floor doggy style... When the next thing I knew there she was. My daughter was in the bathroom standing there in nothing but her undies. I looked at her and I yelled..."what the fuck?! Get out!! You can't be in here.. "Me too." Michael replied,Sam left, and Michael found himself fidgeting now that he was alone withLorraine.He found himself struggling not to be nervous, but found himself feelingawkward in her presence."So...." he said, looking everywhere but at her. With Sam gone, acertain amount of "military" had been allowed to escape, and the womanbeneath the uniform was showing through.And Michael found that woman ... interesting ...She gave him a shy smile, and then said, "Well, I guess I better go...".