Even though I was now fucking my girlfriend, I was still seeing her sister and husband.One hot summer afternoon I went over for some hot fun with them... and found she was working overtime at work but her husband asked me to stay and we lounged around out on the deck with a few beers/We made small talk, he asking now the sex was with my girlfriend.He was telling me about the hot girl that was joining the two of them and how hot it was to see two women play with each other.With the heat of the. I understood Ashleigh’s dilemma. She was in love with a handsome guy – despite his character faults – and who satisfied her in bed. He had cheated on her with a woman who was her complete opposite of her. All the while, she had cheated on him with me.“I know Andy and I were both in the wrong,” Ashleigh said. “When I called Andy on Sunday, he immediately apologized to me for getting so mad and protective about his decision not to come to meet and visit my family sooner. He actually will be. I would have dozed off if it weren't for the throb it was giving my pussy. I was turned-on. Then, his hands traced back down my back and on to my buttocks where he had never massaged me before. That really made me warm and tingly, and you know exactly where. His hands would slide between my thighs and I widened my legs a bit and he rubbed along my inner thighs, never getting too near where I was hoping his hands would go but then his hands shifted up to my back again. I was pretty sure that he. What he did was ask provocative questions and then challenge the answers, which I suppose came to pretty much the same thing if you were on the receiving end. In the colleges it was called "the Socratic method," after Socrates of ancient Greece who reportedly taught in that manner.There were times when I thought it scant wonder that at the end of his quarrelsome life Socrates had been required by the citizenry of Athens to drink poison.And having been on that end of Spook's Socratic emulation.