I was worried that my friend might of met up with agold digger. Since then I have warmed up to Bev. She seems to really carefor Jane and both of them ...are very happy. The dinner was great. As usuall Jane had the best of everything.Wonderful food and LOTS of great wine. After dinner we cuddled up arounda roaring fire and drank more wine and told old stories. Bev reallystarted to open up. She started telling us of her college adventures.She was a math major at The University of Michigan. To make. She told me, smiling as she did, and of course I smiled back as best I could. She could tell something was going on in my thoughts, right then and there. “Come on up?” she asked. “Uhhhhhh sure,” I replied. We went up to her second floor apartment. It was a nice layout, I thought. It had more then my place did. Maybe it was because she is a girl and females always have nicer stuff then guys ever have. It didn’t matter. Her personality did it for me. She was the perfect hostess, I thought, and I. However all four didn't want to return to the smell of dozens of decomposing bodies. It broke her heart to do it but she knew it was for the best.They followed the trail made by the killers simply by spotting broken brush branchs or piles of horse feces. Jackson dragged the reluctant donkey as Ura was in front, then Jackson, then Valerie with Atlanta bringing up the rear. Ura chopped brush to make a wider path for the two couples to make it easier to get through. It was thick and getting. I stood up causing Alicia to do the same. She had her knees parted and one finger on her clit -- SHE HAS A WONDERFULL CLIT -- I leaned across and pulled the string bow on her bikini bottoms which were still just above her knees. The elastic made a popping noise and then they fell to the floor. Her hand crossed over gripping the bottom of her T-Shirt, which she raised over her head and tossed into the swimming pool."Aren't you going to strip Lizzie?" She asked"Have you been with a girl before?".