Sally Sue had no idea how long they lay together, exploring each other's bodies. Her clutching fingers explored every ridge and vein of his rigid penis and slowly played with the thick foreskin and the heavy weight of his testicles which Stan's experienced fingers worked slowly in and out of her tight anus, stretching the rubbery sphincter ring. His free hand toyed with her aching breasts, and from time to time he kissed her mouth, sliding his tongue between her eagerly parted lips.
The long-legged, full-breasted girl disc jockey was still somewhat dazed by finding out the real identity of Stan Oakes. Almost as much as she was by her own ravening desires. She wanted his wonderfully throbbing cock… and it didn't matter a damn who or what he was!
She wanted his long hard penis to fill her cunt… fill her mouth.
But every time she tried to twist and bring her head down to his loins, he skillfully drew her back. Sally Sue wondered how she could have developed such wild carnal desires in so short a time, but speculation was useless. They existed, demandingly SO… so urgently that she found herself grinding harder and harder against the fingers which were tantalizingly easing in and out of her warmly welcoming rectum, screwing herself down on them until the palm of Stan's hand slapped wetly on her smooth ass-cheeks.
"Damn you!" she muttered even as she ardently kissed him, feeling the unfulfilled desire mounting. "Do something/"
"Okay. Turn over on your belly." His hand lewdly probed her ass-cheeks… "And spread your legs. A pillow under your hips."
"Oh, Nooooo.. " Sally Sue gasped, knowing immediately what he wanted. He wanted to sodomize her as he had the unnamed redhead at the orgy! Almost whimpering, she pleaded, "I've never done anything like that… Stan, if you care for me.
"I do… I really do, Sally Sue. But you just got through telling me how you'd never sucked a cock or been eaten or gone down on a chick and how you dug it all once you tried it. I tell you, this is something else/" Firmly he thrust his fingers deep into her hot, buttery rectum and rotated them. "Doesn't that feel good?"
"Yes," she admitted after a moment, when she realized she was cooperating, grinding herself onto his hand. "Yessssss!"
"Then do what I tell you – or I'm going home!" His voice had suddenly hardened, although it didn't raise in pitch. Sally Sue knew he wasn't bluffing. "Roll over!"
Abjectly, humiliated by her position, yet perversely thrilled by finding a man who would not take a simple NO for an answer, Sally Sue drew the pillow into place and slowly crawled onto it so her smooth rounded ass-cheeks were obscenely exposed.
"Open your legs wide," Stan ordered, and she obeyed, holding her breath in anticipation.
The shamelessly aroused girl disc jockey couldn't resist drawing her blue-black hair back from her face and turning to see it happen in the mirror. Stan's thick rigid penis was erect and throbbing, his balls heavy. It still glistened almost silver with the saliva of her mouth. But it looked so huge! Even though his fingers had felt good, she could not imagine how such a huge shaft could fit into her tiny rectum! It would surely tear her tender flesh. Oh, if he'd only yield and put it in her pussy or allow her to suck him!
And now she was watching him bend low over her, and Sally Sue steeled herself for the obscene ordeal. She saw the sheet below her face dampening with the tears that gushed from her eyes. Why did he have to do this to her? She wanted to give and take love, and not be hurt. Yet she was a failure, Sally Sue admitted to herself. After so many years of self-denial, she had finally cracked and wildly joined a pair of depraved teenagers in unspeakable acts – and she had loved it all!
Now, this had to be the final debasement, this sodomy. Well, the distressed divorcee thought, perhaps she deserved it. Sally Sue felt Stan's strong young body pressing down on her and gritted her teeth, awaiting impalement on his thick spear of flesh.
But it didn't come. Instead, she felt his hot breath on her neck and his hand drawing her hair aside so his lips could press wetly against her flesh while his tongue began to lick slowly around her ears, then her throat and teasingly down her spine.
"Aaaaahhhhhh.. " Sally Sue moaned, in spite of herself. It was like being tickled with a wet feather and, reacting, she rose higher, taking her weight on her knees, hardly aware of the warmth of his erect penis rubbing between her lewdly splayed ass-cheeks. Then his hands were cupping her swaying breasts, tweaking the extended nipples and finally sliding over the smoothness of her belly to her hips, his thumbs drawing her trembling ass-cheeks wide. Without warning, the fluttering tip of his tongue began to ring the puckered rose of her anus and suddenly it plunged past the constricted rubbery sphincter ring and began fucking her so much more delightfully than his fingers had. Sally Sue could only tremble uncontrollably and sigh, "Ooooooooohhhhhhh… Stan!"
Lewdly she churned her widespread buttocks against his face, delighting in this new ecstatic sensation. In the mirror she saw her face contorted with a wanton lust. Suddenly his tongue didn't seem big enough for her, and she gasped out a plea she had never before made in her life.
"Fuck me… Oh, FUCK ME IN THE ASS!"
Eagerly she pressed back, rising to her elbows and writhing as she felt the huge bulbous knob of his cockhead touch her spasming rectal opening and his hands holding her hips steady.
Then he was thrusting…
"Uuuuuugggghhhhh!!!" Sally Sue grunted as inexorably the mushroom-shaped tip of his long hard cock pushed at her defensively puckering anus. What had been a delightful point of pleasure moments before now became one of almost unbearable pain and she cried out, "Ooooohhhhhh, no… don't… it hurts!"
"Relax, honey," Stan said and his hand cracked stingingly over her trembling ass-cheeks. "Screw back on my prick!"
The stinging blow made Sally Sue gasp, but at the same time her pain-tautened muscles relaxed and the massive head of Stan's hotly throbbing cock penetrated in that instant. She felt him thrust an inch or two farther into her sensitive anal flesh, and it felt like she was being impaled on the handle of a logger's axe. She sobbed out her agony and dimly heard him telling her that in a minute it would feel good.
"Swing your beautiful ass around and work it in," the lean young man ordered. "The quicker I'm all the way in, the quicker we can start to fuck in a way like you wouldn't believe!"
Sally Sue drew several deep breaths and steeled herself to obey her lover's command. She was still painfully stretched, her anus distended by the thickness of his invading cock, but it was gradually beginning to feel better. Slowly she began to rock from side to side, feeling his rigid hardness sink deeper and deeper up into her straining rectum. The moving helped a lot, and gradually she began to grind her wide-stretched ass-cheeks back at him, feeling his massive rod churning deep in her vitals. With a gasp, she realized the initial pain was being replaced by a sensual tingling, and she humped her back and drove back hard, feeling his thick rigid penis going deeper and deeper, pushing rippling soft flesh ahead of it. Sally Sue realized her rectum was even more sensitive than her pussy, and once Stan got all the way into her, it would be, as he had promised, something like she'd never dreamed of!
"Ummmmm… aaaahhhhh!!!" Sally Sue moaned in mounting lewd passion. "A// of it – NOW.Г
The soft hemispheres of her naked buttocks churning wildly, Sally Sue screwed herself back onto his long impaling penis. She was almost flattened on the bed as Stan Oakes rammed forward and the full length of his lust-inflamed cock plunged into the squirming depths of her aroused young body. His sperm-laden balls smacked against her exposed ass-cheeks, and he cried out in triumph.
"Aaaaauuuuggghhhh!" Sally Sue cried out as fresh pain seared through her loins. She collapsed over the pillow and could hardly look at her reflection in the mirror, with the tall blond young man's penis buried to the hilt between her quivering buttocks. "God, you're BIG!"
"And you're tighter than a bear trap… we'll take it slow until you get relaxed, Sally Sue. You like it?"
"I'm not struggling, am I?" the raven haired girl quipped, flexing her anal muscles around the huge penis as she began to undulate beneath him just enough so that with each movement his rampant cock moved in and out of her tightly puckering anus an inch or two. Very slowly, she engulfed his pulsing maleness with the moist heat of her back passage and felt his cum-filled testicles smack against her lewdly open buttocks. She was afraid to think of how it would feel if, with all his powerful strength, Stan Oakes really did fuck it to her hard, withdrawing and then ramming the entire length of his male organ into her defenseless anus. But this – this was nice! As long as he would remain poised over her, buried deep in her, his big hands caressing her breasts and his lips nuzzling her neck, his tongue flicking into her ears. Sally Sue wanted this to go on all night! No matter how perverted it might be, she couldn't help it! She sighed in sensuous pleasure and whispered, "Talk to me, Stan."
"About what?" he asked, jamming his cock deeper and hearing the girl beneath him grunt.
"Anything… your other girls… your family… sex fantasies… just tell me lies if the truth sounds dull." Grindingly she skewered her quivering little anus up on his cock. "Don't fuck me hard – yet. I'm getting to like this."
"By damn, you said it. You actually said FUCK!" he exclaimed. "I didn't think you had it in you!"
"You know I've got it in me," Sally Sue said, squirming, feeling his hotly pulsating penis reaming her tender anus and chuckling with a lewdness she didn't know she possessed. Somehow nothing mattered now but the man hovering over her, his thick shaft buried deep up inside her sensitive flesh, slowly sliding his penis in and out of her rectum – sodomizing her – thrilling her obscenely.. She sighed and murmured, "Deep as you can, tiger!"
For Sally Sue it was almost surrealistic. She could see herself in the mirror, belly down, with her legs spread wide and a rigid pole of flesh sliding in and out of her distended ass-cheeks, the strokes gradually getting longer as she herself writhed and undulated, welcoming it. And yet they were really just talking, getting to know each other, exchanging anecdotes. Sally Sue wished she'd had such intimacies with Bob… if she'd had, she might still be a wife instead of a divorcee. But that was all down the drain, and this was real! This gorgeous cock was filling her virginal anus! She began to swivel her hips more urgently, wanting to feel more and more of it. And then Stan surprised her with a question.
"Sally Sue, is this going to be a one night stand?" he asked.
"What do you think?" She deliberately clamped her muscles down tight on his pulsing cockshaft, and was pleased when she heard him moan in pleasure. When he didn't answer, she persisted, "Do you think it's going to be just for one night?"
"You sounded pretty turned on by the kids." Stan replied.
Sally Sue ground her naked buttocks back hard against his lust-thickened penis before answering. "Oh, I was turned on. But Terry's so young… and Virgie's a girl… oh, hell, so much has happened so fast to me. Well, I guess if they got me at the right time – well, sure, maybe..
"Don't feel so damn guilty, darling," Stan said as his hands moved to cup her breasts again and his fingers tweak the nipples painfully. "They sound like a groovy pair." His rampant cock surged deep up into her now relaxed rectum again.
"You wouldn't say that if we were living together and you came home and found me in bed with either of them," Sally Sue retorted, grinding back and up to take his thrust. "You'd blow your fuses."
"Like hell… I'd get in bed with you."
Sally Sue thought it had to be the most insane conversation she'd ever heard, but then he began using his thumbs to squeeze her clitoris and she went insane herself..
Terry's oral gratification had calmed little Virgie temporarily, but only served to make his own carnal desires stronger. He was on the point of yielding to them and pulling her head with its bright cap of pale hair down to his aching loins when the Ferrari purred down the secluded street and into the drive of Sally Sue's apartment house.
They watched the couple enter, and saw lights go on in the front of the apartment, then later blacken while others illuminated the bedroom.
"Goddamnit!" I guess that's it for tonight," Virgie said petulantly. "You're stuck with me."
"You're great sticking even if you are a little kook," he growled as he pulled her searching hand away from his thickening penis. "I know who that son of a bitch is – Stan Oakes. He screws around that radio station, but he's worth a fortune. And if we don't scare his ass off now, he's going to walk off with our girl. I say we go in and surprise them!"
"Our girl/" the petite blonde said, laughing, until she realized the phrase fit. She thought about it. What did she have to lose? If they got into the house and things got hairy, it was Terry who'd be knocked on his ass, not herself. And after hungering so long for Sally Sue, then bringing her out so beautifully, Virgie didn't want to surrender her to some damn rich kid after only one night. She decided, and said, "Let's go!"
"I've got some ammo if we need it," Terry said, patting the pocket of his windbreaker. "Pictures of Sally Sue down on you. Maybe if he sees those, he'll just walk out and she'll be ours, like we planned."
"For a young kid, you have one hell of a devious mind," Virgie acknowledged with a lewd chuckle.
Getting in was no problem. In her agitated state, Sally Sue had forgotten to press the lock button, and the door opened silently. The teens slipped their shoes off and tiptoed through the apartment toward the bedroom where a dim light glowed. They peered through the half open door, their eyes widening at what they saw and overheard. They drew back to the living room.
"Jesus! He's got it in her ass!" Terry said in an awed whisper.
"And he's hardly fucking her at all!" Virgie responded. "They're talking about the weather/"
"Let's join the party, kid," he said. From his pocket he took a heavy Boy Scout knife.' Secretly, he was afraid of what Stan Oakes might be able to do to him. He wouldn't think of opening a blade, but if he had to lay one punch across Oakes' jaw, the weight of the knife would give him clout.
Down the dark hallway they went, two silent shadows. And now Stan and Sally Sue weren't talking. Fully and even eagerly adjusted to the deep anal penetration, Sally Sue had risen so she was on elbows and wide-stretched knees, her beautiful round buttocks churning wildly as the long rigid cock fucked in and out of her rectum and Stan's semen-heavy balls smacked between her wide-stretched ass-cheeks.
"Aaaaauuuuuggghhh… Oooooohhhh…!" the aroused older woman cried out softly 'as she felt the hot spear of flesh ramming. mercilessly up into her trembling belly. "Oh, Stan! Now it's so gooooooddddd!!!"
And it was, for Sally Sue was discovering a whole new spectrum of sex! So different from mere fucking… and having a wonderfully spurting penis in her mouth, or tasting the sweet vaginal flesh of a young girl. She wished she could have all these things at once, and this time she didn't think she'd hate herself in the morning.
The girl with blue-black hair flailing the air in her passion no longer cared about anything but her sensual fulfillment!
"Fuck meeeee… Ooooooohhhhh, fuck my ass//" she cried out.
"Wow! The Sally Sue Show – in the living flesh!"
Sally froze, staring at the doorway, her brain spinning. It took her a moment to realize the intruders were Terry and Virgie, and they were grinning lewdly at her with a cock sunk deep in her wildly clasping rectum. Suddenly she wanted to be sick. She thought she might be capable of killing them for this intrusion just as she was finding a different peak of ecstasy. She thought Stan would surely pull his penis out of her and go to her defense, but he only fucked deeper into her buttocks as he spoke.
"Honey, are these the two?"
"Yes," she managed to gasp. "They're the ones."
"And you dug it with them… maybe you can with all of us!" She felt herself being tilted on her side, then rolled on top of him with his penis reaming her quivering rectal passage as her legs splayed lewdly open on either side of him and his big hands closed over her hot breasts, holding her tight. Unbelieving, Sally Sue heard him say, "Kid, I know all about you. Maybe I should get up and kick the shit out of you, and maybe I still will before the night's out… but I won't yet because Sally Sue really needs the wildest screwing she can get. How about a sandwich?"
"Stan!" Sally Sue screamed, immediately realizing what lay behind his obscene proposition. He wanted both of them to do it to her at once! "Oh, Stan… Nooooooooo!!!"
"I told you how good it is in groups – now you're going to find out for yourself, darling," he said. "Get through this and you'll never have another inhibition in your life!" He jammed his hotly throbbing penis up into the clasping depths of her rectum again and said, "Come on, kid. Fuck her!!!"
Terrified Sally Sue had a vision of herself kneeling with her neck stretched on a block while a black-masked monster of a man approached with a huge axe as Terry furiously tore his clothes off and leapt into the bed. His virile young cock was rigid, and at the tiny hole in the tip a pearl of preseminal fluid glistened. The dark-haired beauty tried to struggle, but was held firmly by Stan Oakes beneath her and the weight of Terry above, forcing her flailing legs even wider apart.
Then she felt the insistent, bulging head of the teenager's male organ pressing at the tightness of her flexing pussy. And in the background, little blonde Virgie was silently grinning at her degradation! How could they do this to her? Terry was really a young animal, and possibly could be excused. But Stan – Stan had almost said he was in love with her… and now he was submitting her to this terrible indignity! She felt stuffed already with his throbbing penis rammed in her rectum from beneath. It would be impossible for Terry to get his cock into her now-gaping cunt!
But he was poised above her, the bulbous head pressing at the tender portal. She screamed as she felt him lunge up… and then his cock slipped away from her dampened vaginal sheath, and he swore, and tried again with the same result.
"You fuck better with your tongue, Terry," the little blonde said. "Here – let me get you into her!" She grabbed the boy's iron-hard staff and aimed it directly up Sally Sue's quivering cuntal channel and then, winking, said, "Sock it to her, baby!"
Sally Sue screamed as she felt his long rigid hardness ram upward into her already distended flesh, searing like a white hot poker, almost tearing her apart. Wildly her legs flew out to either side and then locked tight around the back of the boy as she felt the two cocks jammed deep in her painfully yielding flesh, separated only by the thin membrane between her cuntal and rectal passages. She cried, not so much from the pain, but from the realization of her vilely obscene position, literally a piece of meat in a human sandwich! The lovely girl disc jockey had never imagined such a thing was possible.
Tears of anguish rolled down her cheeks and she tried to tell herself this was all a nightmare, a hallucination.
But there was no hallucination to what she felt as the two warmly pulsating cocks began to move rhythmically in and out of her dually-impaled body. She could feel them rubbing against each other as gradually the teenager on top of her and the older, yet still young man below, established a fucking rhythm.
"Oooooohhhh… Aaauuuggghhh… Nooooooo!!!" Sally Sue pleaded, but to no avail as they slowly increased the speed of her dual fucking. Helpless, unable to escape the ravishment, she discovered the only way to ease the pain was to lock her long slender legs tight around Terry's humping back so that each time he rose for another driving, reaming stroke, he took her with him. There was no way to escape the lusty thrusting of Stan's rock-hard penis into her tender rectum. She grunted "Uuggghhh… UUgggh!" with every rocking movement and wished she could be dead.
Above her, Virgie was looking down, her eyes bright with excitement, and in the big mirror Sally Sue saw the whole obscene spectacle reflected. She was being mercilessly buffeted between the two like a beach ball… and suddenly the utter humiliation and degradation of her position began to enthrall her.
The two penises were plundering her vaginal and rectal passages, slamming her up and down. Gradually there was less pain, and a growing feeling of intense sensual excitement
"Oooooohhhhh… Aaaaahhhhh!!!" she sighed, and began to move in rhythm with them. She found herself screwing up hungrily on Terry's cock, then humping down on Stan's, feeling it ram like a hot piston deep up into her wildly puckering anus. Mindlessly, carried away by the carnality, she began to chant, "Ooooohhh… gooooood… deeper… harder…fuck me harder!!! Your pricks are wonderful!!!"
Suddenly the once staid Sally Sue Bennett found herself a sensual animal, writhing and clawing and thrashing, trying to draw the pummeling penises deeper and deeper up into her burning flesh. She had never realized such sensations as she now experienced were possible as, with the fury of a madwoman, she fucked with every ounce of strength in her nakedly squirming body.
Sally Sue heard herself screaming out her pleasure, and somewhere far away the Airdale was barking and the cheetah was screeching. Wildly she screwed her tightly clutching cunt up onto Terry's long hard cock, then furiously ground her ass-cheeks down on Stan's thick impaling penis. She could feel the sweat slick on their lewdly tangled bodies and she rejoiced in their wantonness.
Suddenly Virgie's innocent face hovered over her tossing breasts and her soft little mouth opened wide to engulf first one and then the other while her groping fingers kneaded their resilient flesh.
"Your pussy!" Sally Sue gasped. "Give me your pussy!"
With a salacious grin, the little teenager deftly maneuvered herself over Sally Sue's lust-contorted face and lowered her sweet young cunt to the older woman's searching tongue. She felt Sally Sue's hot lips begin to suck at her sensitive vaginal flesh and writhed, pressing down as the spearing tongue teased her clitoris before ravenously slithering up into the depths of her loins.
Adrenalin flowed through Sally Sue's thrashing body. She wanted this to go on all night… this being wildly fucked by two young cocks at once and at the same time drinking the sweet nectar from the squirming blonde's pussy. She could hear the liquid squishing and licking sounds of their furiously smacking bodies, the hot surge of rigid maleness slamming into her steaming pussy and anus, feel the semen-laden testicles whack into her lewdly splayed ass-cheeks and against her ecstatic cunt… and then, like a sun flare, all hesitations and inhibitions left her forever.
All sense of time was lost too until she suddenly felt Terry and Stan's cocks swelling in her loins and knew they were going to cum. She wanted the four of them to cum together, and furiously she pulled Virgie's taut little buttocks down hard against her mouth and fucked her tongue far up into the succulent little cunt.
In moments, Virgie was screaming out her wild completion, and the passionate cry triggered the others. Sally Sue felt both her cunt and her rectum suddenly filled with thick hot cum spurting from two wildly ramming penises. Eagerly she welcomed it, her anal and vaginal muscles sucking even as her tongue licked furiously at the delicious flow from the young pussy grinding against her passion swollen lips.
And then, gloriously, she was screaming out her own wild orgasm.
For a long time the four lay locked together. There were wet sucking and popping sounds as finally Virgie, exhausted, rose from the caress of Sally Sue's sucking lips and the two cocks, trailing strings of whitish cum, eased out of her sorely used cunt and anus. She lay back, sighing in carnal contentment as all four caressed each other indiscriminately.
Sally Sue found her head suddenly clear. She knew what she had done. The first time may have been caused by the medication. This time it was her own long suppressed carnality which had triggered it. She was glad that it had happened, because now she knew herself… and thought she knew them also.
A strangely mixed bag.
Terry was self-centered, a conniver, but at an age when he would grow out of it.
Beautiful little Virgie believed she was a lesbian, but had demonstrated that she could enjoy men as well as women… just as she, herself, had demonstrated the same thing.
Stan Oakes – well, despite his wealth, he'd been doing the most menial tasks at the station, taking abuse from the ineffectual Harold Eaton – as he had put it, doing penance.
And herself – Sally Sue still wasn't sure. But at least she was out of her cage.
She was free!
Free to do anything she wanted. Make love to a girl or lingeringly suck a rigid penis or kneel and take one deep in her rectum. Anything/ Free to love!
Impulsively she moved and tenderly kissed the tips of the now deflated cocks and then Virgie's small, erect breasts before saying, "I am starving. Any volunteers for K.P.?"
"I cook all the time for myself," Terry said.
"I know how to make coffee," Virgie added, smiling in contentment.
"Go forthwith and do." Sally Sue said with her old exuberance. The naked teenagers climbed from the bed and Sally Sue was left alone with Stan Oakes. He moved to take her into his arms again but she held him back, saying, "I smell like a goat. A billy goat."
"I like it. I want you." he replied, kissing her deeply.
"You couldn't again… not so soon," Sally Sue murmured.
"I mean for a long time."
Sally Sue knew what he meant. While she had found herself, she was not about to fall into the marriage trap again not until she was sure. Stan was eight years younger than herself, and she knew how wild she had been with a boy half her age… and Virgie. Virgie wouldn't last forever, but there would be other girls… and young boys. She decided to stall.
"Stan… I'd have to think about it… a long time. Could we just sort of hold each other and… you know?" -
"Can't think, of anything better to do," the lean young man said as he began to nuzzle her neck.
An uproar suddenly came from the kitchen.
"You son of a bitch!"
"Fucking big spotted cat!"
"Bastards!"
"Look out, here comes a hawk!"
"And an owl!"
"Don't step on that snake!"
The mingled voices of Virgie and Terry made it clear that something like a riot was developing. The apartment was rich with the smell of frying pork chops and perking coffee.
"The zoo is raiding/" Sally Sue yelped, and sprang from the bed, pounding down the hallway to the kitchen, where she found confusion and disaster. Stan came close behind her. A table and chairs had been overturned. The coral snake was coiled, hissing, ready to strike from behind the refrigerator. Terry and Virgie were standing stark naked in the middle of the room, clutching each other in fright, obviously dazed. Sally Sue blurted, "What went on here?"
"We were cooking pork chops," a shaken Terry said. "It got smoky, so we opened the windows when they were done and draining on the rack. Then all of a sudden there was this huge dog and the biggest goddamned cat in the world, and an eagle and a fucking midget owl. They ripped us off."
"Nothing left but the coffee," Virgie added in an awed tone.
"Well, there are cold cuts… I'll throw something together. You guys go back to the bedroom." Sally Sue said, hardly able to suppress her laughter. The darn zoo could disrupt a royal coronation. "Scoot!"
It took only minutes to assemble a stack of sandwiches and arrange a mini-buffet on a wheeled cart. Sally Sue found the trio lazily caressing each other in her bed. Despite the huge gourmet meal she'd had earlier, she now found herself ravenously hungry and quickly ate two sandwiches. She thought: Sex does give one an appetite! An appetite for more sex. She could see future problems and set about solving them.
"What are we going to do about us?" she asked, munching a salami and cheese. "I mean, we've each got our hangups but it was pretty groovy tonight. We can't just go flapping our wings and flying off in all directions." Sally Sue took another bite and a sip of black coffee.
"Terry… Virgie… you're both under age. I've got a career. Stan is sort of under a cloud. I don't know how I could be thinking things like this out the way I was a week or two ago, but now that I have you three, I don't want to let you go."
"No sweat," Stan Oakes said. "The family has a small ranch, only a hundred or so acres, up the valley. Nobody lives near it. Plenty of room for your damned zoo, and all the privacy in the world. The four of us could take it over."
The suggestion was approved on the spot, with enthusiasm. Both Terry and Virgie had virtually full freedom of movement granted by their permissive parents. Terry seemed troubled however, and finally broke down as he turned to Sally Sue.
"I fucked you up – really," he said. "Virgie too."
"I don't understand," Sally Sue replied.
"We loaded your coffee with hot pants stuff. You were zonked out of your mind when you were in bed with us. I got to tell you that, even if it ruins the whole scene."