“Greg, I can admit now that by the time of our breakup you were totally and absolutely right. Yes I was deeply in love with you, but I was also a re...belling little girl who had never really broken her connection with her home. So when someone with connections to father came to me telling lies about you, I believed.”“The problem was that they weren’t totally lies.”“But I did it all wrong. I should have trusted you.”“That’s water under the bridge, Karen. We’re both different people, now.”“Yes, we. She would send me pics of herself, with her friends, or with a guy. I was ecstatic.Fast forward 4 years, I had moved states to Maryland a year after I started talking to her, into the middle of farm country. Melissa and I continued to talk, and she knew a lot about me, since I trusted her from knowing her for so long. She knew where I lived and school I was going to.Now during these 4 years of chatting online with her changed my tastes. The pics she would send me were now porn instead of her. "No" she replied in a cute sarcastic voice, squeezing his member. "I'll do what I want" she added, licking his ear. -Fuck it- he thought to himself -there's no one here, and the steam will hide us perfectly-. He donned a devilish grin, his lust starting to build. "What was that answer you gave me?" He asked, knowing full well what the answer was. "No!" She hissed back at him, licking her lips. In one swift movement, Dylan moved one hand from her thigh right between her legs, and his free. Shawna pregnant. Rachel on the wagon.“Hey,” Joe said.“Our men are enjoying themselves,” said Shawna.“And each other,” said Rachel. “But not to worry. Your wives are pretending to dance with them.”“Or with Hansy,” Shawna added. “Hans is happy he can play with other girls again not Heather or me.”“You let him out for being a good boy,” Joe smirked.“I made him realize what he missed. I also told him you liked my bigger self. He explored and seemed to like it as well. Heather too.”“Good,” said.