“Oh no, that she was changing. Kimmie was spending the night one night, and the two of them got into a big fight. Kimmie stormed off, and never came... back since. I knew things were not good when she had a fight like that with her girlfriend.”Mandy’s and my heads both jerked up, and she nodded. “Oh Pete, I have known about that for a long time. Remember what I said long ago about being discreet? Mandy was out skating when that happened, and let’s just say what they were saying before she left. No birth control with the preferred male finale inside her vagina.She’d had sex frequently since the age of sixteen when a step-father introduced her to it. Much later she learned that the orgasms and the constituents of semen were quite beneficial to her development and well-being. She craved regular doses of each so I was assured of a steady supply of my own releases.In the morning we ate oatmeal and fruit before I left. When I asked if I could return that night, she kissed me and said that. The table was left un-cleared as they tumbled into bed. Becky moaned asSteve plundered the pussy he hadn’t visited for fouryears. She kept exclaiming how he was better than sheremembered and her husband had never been as good asthat. She begged for his wigglers in her.Steve smiled at that request. First because she wasalready pregnant but mostly because he’d had ahopefully reversible vasectomy before setting off onhis travels. One set of complications that wasavoidable. There had. Not even for a second did I think, “Who made you boss?”“Shower time?” I asked, expectantly.“Not yet,” she said.So I went with her and she led me to her room. She was wearing another tank top. She loved tank tops. She whipped it up over her head to reveal her creamy breasts and then pushed down her shorts and stood in only panties.“Get undressed,” she said.I didn’t understand. I was sweaty, not dripping, but sweaty, and we usually got undressed in the bathroom. But she’d said, “Not yet,”.