." "Cool outfit." Yeah, right. Most families spend July 4 slouched around the barbecue pitpassing wind. Mine spend it sprawled around a photo album, p...assing comment, and while I can't say I've ever contributed much to the conversation... I've certainly never brought one of my own albums along for inspection... it's hard not to get sucked into the occasion. Especially when cousin Margie is around, with half your own teenaged years in glowing Kodachrome. Gary, her husband, tore his eyes away from. “Christa,” he said, “I have something to tell you.”“Here it comes,” I thought. I had noticed David’s awkwardness around his masculinity, his strange emotional outbursts, and had been thinking that he was probably gay. I looked him strait in the eye, determined to give him the support he needed.“You know you can tell me anything” I said. He squeezed my hand and continued his voice suddenly a soft purr. “I have had these strange feelings my whole life, and I’ve tried to contain them, I’ve tried. After that we fucked for another few minutes and then said ok I want to get on top.She manoeuvred herself over me and then sat down on my cock.She was having a great time really enjoying herself and I said quick get off I am going to cum.She didn't get off and I said quick – she didn't say a word and I only had to look at her face and I could see she was cumming and I couldn’t stop and said fuck I am cumming in you get off.Too late – its in there now and just as you were about to cum so was I. "Well at a glance there are 4 Fornalski's living here, what's the betting that Red is amongst them?" I said throwing the book down. "Now what I suggest is that your people pick a table for Red to sit at and have directional microphones focused on that." And how the hell are we supposed to do that?" Smith asked sneeringly."I don't know, fill the other tables with your agents leaving just the one, I'm normally peckish at midday, I'm sure others are! I'll have a cellphone and you will ensure that.