A chance to..." ... to have the life we used to have?" she asked weakly as he started the engine and pulled away from the curb."No, we can never have ...that again, but we can start over, make things different this time."Her heart leaped, for even through the fog in her mind, Marcy knew she had sunk as far as she could go. Only death awaited her on the path she had been pursuing. Now, suddenly, the one person, she could count on had appeared and offered her a new life."Yes, I'd like that, more. The leader, anyway.”Rebecca and Rosie were listening intently, but trying not to show it. Cayuse wouldn’t miss much. Wouldn’t miss anything.“They’re welcome to stay here for the rest of the month. Even longer if they want. But we will disabuse them of that bordello idea.”Mrs. Chambers, voice even, said, “Abagail tells me that the brothers sleep with Marina every night. Don’t try to hide it, don’t bother to muss up their own beds.”Rosie went still, thinking about what the hotel housekeeper had. Mel said that she had been trying to stretch it open more every chance she got. She said she could get three finger in when she sat on the toilet to pee this morning. We would have to use a lot of lube though. ‘Oh, my god, you would let me fuck you in your butt? I answered. I was in heaven. I was going to get to fuck my s****r. Mel got out of bed and went to the kitchen and came back wiht vegatable oil. She lube up my cock and then her butt hole. She got down on her hands and knees, sticking. " Jared trailed off waiting for his wife to respond.Stacy was thinking. Her husband had often told her of his adventures in swinging and the people he had been with. It never failed to excite her. But he had also confessed to her that he thought that a lot of swingers were kind of wrong in the head... damaged goods trying to disguise one brand of misery or another with sex. Not all of them, but enough that it had eventually turned Jared off the experience. But Jared had vouched for the.