"All right I won't push it anymore. Just remember that you are I can talk anytime you want about anything you want. I don't want there to be anything ...you can't talk to me about okay? We're girlfriends too," Martha said."Okay, Mom. Thanks," Heather said, relieved.The next day, Heather came into the kitchen where Martha was just finishing cleaning up. "Mom, can I borrow Dick? I want to practice some more on deepthroating," she asked."Sure you know where he is. Tell you what though, give me a. Returning home I changed onto my Star jeans. Getting these on was easierthan a week ago when Cheryl helped me select them. And my new heelslooked great; too good actually. I put on the low-heeled shoe fromKaran. The gray top was form fitting but I decided not to wear thecincher tonight. How I would approach Matt was on my mind since I'd sentthe text. He would be there ahead of me and at our spot at the far endof the bar, the TV area the pub set for alternative sports. The Tour deFrance wasn't. We clicked so he asked me over to his place which ended up being just a 5 minute walk down the path. When we got inside he took his clothes off, walked around stroking his erection like it was a normal, casual, everyday thing, and offered me some wine. We sat sipping the wine and he managed to hold a straight conversation with me, all the while he was naked and stroking his cock and making pre-cum run down his shaft. His erection was very tall, maybe 8 inches, and so hard and full. He joked. We tied them up dressed just like we found them."Mary, my Mom, and Carol were the only women who went with the men. I went with them. Shirley stayed with Janice and my grandmother in the living room. As I walked out, I could my grandmother say, "Tom and I talked about this on the way over. We don't like it but there can be no toleration of that kind of action."We walked into the guest room and the Ed's were still on the bed, naked and tied tightly. My Dad said, "Before a decision is made, you.