I was puzzled, but interested, too. This seemed so unlike him. This change in Joey emboldened me, and I began to be a little more overt, just to see ...what happened. I began deliberately to parade my body, transparently expressing my sexuality in the most obvious manner. The more obvious I became, the more excited Joey became. And so did I. For the next month or so, every time we’d go somewhere, at Joey’s implicit suggestion, I’d dress in some similar fashion. He never asked outright, he was. She floated up to be between us, she looked between us with a smile. I held my hands out to them both. Rebekka floated into his arms, and he held his hand out to me. I felt a sharp pain flare through me, the first thing I felt since my eyes had closed. He gave me a sad smile, held Rebekka Rose close in his arms, looked at me and said ‘It’s not your time yet love, go back, go back now love.’ As another spike of pain flared through me they grew dimmer, I reached out to them both, only to find. So need to be jealous of my Kathy.” “Please call me Kat,” she said. “All my friends do.” “Am I your friend?” Kat just looked at me. Then she giggled, “I just came all over your face. And you just came all over mine. And you ask if we’re friends?” I kissed her. I climbed on her. I ground my clit on her. She ground back against me. Two mutual orgasms later, she suggested we try out the Jacuzzi tub. We filled it with nice hot swirling sudsy water. We washed each other all over. And I do mean. She is a petite brunette with a lot of curves, wide hips, generous boobs. She oozes sex, though, very much in the way film stars did when they were called Betty Boop or Marilyn Monroe.Let's say she was a sex goddess from before the Great Famine.Belle and I fucked a few times, back then. Twice at the back of my car, two more times in the tiny secret room under the roof of the old library. Belle had a mattress there.All those times were near the end of college. I had deep feelings for Belle by.