.look what you've done to me,"said Stuart, unzipping his pants. "And you...well you all dressed up likethis reminds me of him." What the hell are you ...doing?" said Mike, sliding back towards thepassenger door, repulsed. "Put that away! Are you nuts?" No, just very aroused," said Stuart, grabbing Mike's hand chucklingand touching his manhood as he playfully pulled him towards him. "Lookat how hard I am. Look what you've done to me. Just feel that shit. Yousaid you owe me anyway. Come on, just a. I got to spend a very long summer in the presence of two great looking women. Now you could put an American Flag over Virginia’s head and fuck her for Old Glory, however I kept thinking that doggy style fit her better. As to her mother I wanted to fuck her face to face, that was for sure.The husband and father had had enough of them that winter and had taken off with a not so pretty woman and her daughter for parts unknown. I had become the big winner that time too.Betty had grown pretty horny. Mr. "Average" -in height, weight, hair color, etc. I would have made a great spy-able to get in and slip away without everyone knowing I was there.Then it must have been my fine sports car that captured her fancy. Nope- a 4 year old Volkswagen diesel Jetta is hardly a "babe magnet". Perhaps it was my living conditions, like a huge mansion on the beach with a yacht?-Guess again. I lived in the same stately old home my grandparents had brought me up in and left me after their death. The house was. “We met at the religious center I have been running for a while. There was a week-long retreat and we just hit it off, I guess. Our relationship developed pretty fast but we knew it was a good one and here we are.”“What denomination are you associated with?” was my next question.He took a sip of the fine whiskey and eulogized, “We are non-denominational. Our precepts and principles transcend even the fine ones of traditional Christianity and include some practices that preceded it. Many of.