. The shower shut off. My wife darted back into the room, her body still dripping wet, her pubic hair drenched, no sign of cum remained. She still cri...ed, eyes swollen as she fidgeted in the middle of the room.“Cheating wives are punished,” I growled. “They deserve it for being whores and going behind their husbands backs. Don’t they?”My thoughts hardly twinged. My wife needed no convincing. “Yes, hun. I do. I’m so sorry.”“Are you really sorry?” I asked. “Do you even love me?”“I am sorry,” she. I entered the bedroom to find Ann, still in her short nightgown, standing beside the bed. Kay emerged from the dressing area just as I walked into the room. All she wore was a lacey bra and lacey bikini underwear. We all stood kind of frozen in place."Rob, can you believe what great shape Kay is in," asked Ann.Placing her hands on Kay's shoulders, she turned her to face me. The head on view was astounding; her big, heavy breasts and silver dollar sized areolas were quite visible in the confines. At lunch I figured I'd continue with my new tradition of trying to reach out to different groups and so I approached the table of Asian kids. I figured they'd be more accurately defined as the Intellectual table rather than Cate's normal group of so called friends, though the whole school separated them by race instead.I walked up early, a trick I'd learned previously in my history of visiting other tables. That way there'd always be a spare seat when I'd ask. When I inquired if they minded if. The more I thought about it, what in my head I found attractive in girls; confidence, bravery, beauty, strength, wit, intelligence, understanding and trust, was strongest in Jessie.I just had no idea why I thought I disliked her.The answer was just out of reach, niggling away at my mind until I gave up trying to get it. Putting out the incense, I shrugged and got up.Looking towards the camp I could see Janey looking out from behind a bush at me. Smiling at her I walked over. Looking up at me.