"But if it wasn't you, what did that?"We both flashed on who the culprit had to be at the same time. Shemarched out of the bathroom. "Come on, Jim- Uh... Jamie. I always knew hehad this little ...... predilection; But he always says I'm perfect justthe way I am. I guess what he says and what he fantasizes..."I nodded. "Two different things."Out in the living room my father was sprinkling salt onto one of his lowsodium tortilla chips as he watched one of those talky sports shows thatstart hours. Leaning down, I kissed the lips of her cunt lightly, barely touching it.“Stop.” She said quietly, I sat up looking at her. “I know, you don’t need to do anything more.” I nodded and got off the bed, she swung her legs off looking distressed and thoughtful. We dressed in silence, I stole a glance at her from time to time but she said nothing still. Cindy walked to the living room and sunk down on the couch.She sat, staring at the wall. “I know now, for sure. Thank you for helping me.” She turned. Jessica had finished her 3rd try on the long jump, and was kind enough to wait for her friend Kristen who was the last. She stood by the sand pit, in the the tight gym outfit. It was actually very tight, it looked like her large breasts were barely able to fit inside the t-shirt. And the small shorts were so small that Kirsten had seen Jess’ cheek come below the hem a few times. It was usually not covered which meant that Jessica was wearing a thong under the gym shorts. Kristen felt more self. I gave it to her and she took again and again until she collapsed. panting and covering me with kisses. The major's wife, on the other hand, seemed aloof and indifferent, but she was a tasty wench, and I was eager to have a chance at her when the time was right. Any woman that would roger my lieutenant, was fair game as far I was concerned."That was damn wonderful," the maid croaked, restoring her cap as we sauntered back to the home they had commandeered. She seemed a bit loose in the knees..
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