No, Trent had to have it for his own. So yes, he did feel bad about "tricking" Dakota into having sex with him, but he'd felt bad about fucking his mo...ther too and it hadn't stopped him then."Okay, time to quiz me," Dakota said, handing him a sample test and turning to face him on the couch with one leg folded under the other. The only thing that kept Trent from seeing her panties were her hands in her lap."Uh, yeah, sure," he replied, forcing himself to look her in the face. He had a textbook. ” Kristen said almost coldly this time. There was a long pause before she continued. “I have just been having a hard time at work recently.” Her tone wasn’t very convincing. She was never a great liar and normally I didn’t call her out. This time though I wanted to clear this up. “I think its more than that Kristen. Our sex life has slowed down. You barely talk to me when we are at home. This whole trip you seemed to be in your own world. What’s going on?” I was almost in tears as I finished.. She asked me to come in. I generally don’t go into peoples houses but she was persuasive and I had no reason to believe anything might happen. As I stepped through the door she closed the door behind me and stood in front of it. She was wearing a very pretty wrap around housecoat, which she promptly unwrapped and let it fall to the floor. The lady was stark naked and she was beautiful. I’ve never seen breasts so perfect and her figure was almost like looking at a playboy centerfold. She had. ‘This is good!’ she complimented, after a little taste. ‘Yes, lush and refreshing, with flavors of citrus zest and honeysuckle. The aroma gives you peaches, pineapple and orchid petals.’ ‘My first drink. And maybe my last. There are so many things I haven’t done.’ She started to cry again. ‘Sarah, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. You’ll be fine. We’ll be fine.’ She wiped the tears from her eyes. ‘I wonder if you’ll say that when this hurricane huffs and puffs, and blows your cottage down. And we.