Gripping Samantha’s hand, he pulled her deeper into the room with the intentions of taking her mind off of what they’d just seen. Her eyes were wi...de and glassy, cheeks flushed a pretty pink as she sat, unthinking, on his bed. Her hand shook just a little as she lifted it, opening a couple of buttons on her shirt to cool herself down. “I’m… sorry for that,” Diondre’s voice was soft and apologetic, and she looked up at him with shining eyes. “She...he…they were….” Samantha’s voice was hoarse, and. He and Adrian left the women to their planning and adjourned to the back deck to have a glass of wine.Adrian told Greg that it had really been his idea to get married, even though they were happy enough as things stood. He really loved Heather and she him. Besides, it would make his mother so happy to have her last single son married that it was worth all the hassle.The happy couple left later that night, filled with wine and many congratulations. The women in Greg's household now had something. Like a bolt from the blue, it dawned on her, she really did love this young girl. She told her too, ‘No Marion, I really do. I really do love you.’ Marion was too busy being a child to understand, ‘Yeah, sure.’ She was mad, and she was insanely unhappy, and didn’t know why, ‘Well I hate you!’ It was gut wrenching to hear it, but Sorrel knew she didn’t mean it. She peaked back down at her pinkie finger. She hoped Fletcher had been electronically eavesdropping. She certainly needed the help. . “Do I finally get fucked over the bonnet of the car, who have threatened me enough times”“it’s a dogging site”Kim was stopped in her tracks. She stared open mouthed at him. “Bill pull over”.He indicated and pulled to the side of the road. She opened her mouth to speak and he held up his hand to stop her.“You listen to what I have to say first Kim. We have talked about dogging for a long time. I’m giving you the opportunity to do it, safely, with me. I know you want to and you know I want to..