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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Hill
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   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  Anyway, it's a shame Diane and Terry
couldn't have waited for each other but that's the way life sometimes deals
the cards.  Those early slights often have a way of becoming permanent, of
guiding one's life.  And payback is always a meal that is best served
cold...Very cold...Frozen, in fact.

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   The Hill

   (MF+ cons oral anal)

   (MF+ oral)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   CHAPTER ONE

   Malaga Cove

   Diane Cook Stanton remembered the day.  It was the twenty-ninth of
February.  The year was two thousand.  Wow !  The millennium !!  Rah !  Rah
!  Rah !

   The thick fog was actually a light drizzle so she didn't get a real good
look at him.  But she didn't need to.  It was him.  She knew it.  It was
definitely him.  He was going surfing.  He had to be living around here. 
His parents probably still lived in their old house !?  Shit !  Maybe, they
passed away ?  She lost her mother years ago.  She was having a hard time
coming to grips with the fact that he'd come back here to live.  It had
been over thirty years.....

   .....They went together during junior high and high school.  It was
love. Well, puppy love at least...That and a lot of great sex.  The best
kind of sex...Between two people, who are exploring it for the first time,
having to sneak around to do it.  She always found that made the sex so
much better...The sneaking around.

   Ordinary married sex has no way to compete with that wonderful time of a
person's life.  The time when they begin to discover the blissful feeling
of an orgasm.  She could remember her first.  It was with "Makaha." Terry
"Makaha" Morrison.....

   .....He'd been driving a yellow bug with a couple of boards strapped to
a roof rack.  They were long boards but she noticed they had leashes. 
There was another person in the bug but she didn't get a good look and
couldn't tell if it was a man or woman.  She only noticed "Makaha." On his
way to Haggerties.  She was sure.....

   .....Their relationship ended abruptly and badly.  He worked as a life
guard for Redondo Beach most of their high school years but when it came to
school work, he really under-performed.  Terry wasn't stupid by any means
but his grades sure didn't reflect it.  He barely graduated on time and
then adamantly stated that he was through with school.  He was going to
move to Hawaii and surf big waves...The North shore...He was that good in
the water.  But what kind of future was that for them, she wondered ?

   Diane, on the other hand, was eager to get into college.  She was not
going to end up like her mother.  Divorced at forty-two with not one day of
work experience to fall back on.  No way !

   "Makaha" had always given her the impression that they were eventually
going to get married.  But that was as far as it got and after he left for
Hawaii in late June, she started dating around.  It was his idea...Really
he insisted.  She didn't think he believed she would do it.  To be honest,
she kind of did it to piss him off.

   Terry came back the following spring only because he'd been drafted.  He
enlisted instead...In the Navy and was gone in less than two weeks.  They
only saw each other once but he knew when they slept together...She'd been
fucking other guys !?

   She was engaged by the time he got back for some leave before he shipped
out for good...Vietnam.  This was 1967.  She never saw him again, until
today.....

   .....The honking jerked her back to the present.  She accelerated
through the intersection and wound her way down into the bowels of Redondo
Beach.

   They, her first husband and her, lived on the "Hill." The "Hill" being
Palos Verdes, California.  His parents helped them buy, way back when. 
They were loaded.  When they split, she got the house...For the girl's
sake. By the mid-eighties, she was married to her second.  He thought she'd
be a fool to sell.  The price of the house was through the roof so she took
out a second and started a small printing business.

   They still lived in "the house" and she still wandered down into Redondo
Beach every morning to open "Cosmic Copy." Her present husband was an
airline pilot...Had been since he separated from the air force in the late
seventies.  Her two girls...Well, they weren't girls any longer.  The
youngest was a junior in college.  She attended the University of
California, Santa Barbara.  It's far enough away but close enough to be
there in a couple of hours.

   She was like a robot all day long, could concentrate on nothing but
memories of Terry.  The proms, surfing trips, their first driving
date...God !  His memories flooded her consciousness.  On the way home from
work that evening, she drove by his parent's old place and saw the yellow
bug parked in the driveway.  Now, she was just about positive it was
him...But she had to make sure.

   Her husband flew the "Pacific Rim" and was usually only gone about ten
days a month.  But they all came at the same time.  Already she was
thinking about how she might "accidentally bump" into him...Makaha, that
is. She was excited about the chance to see him again.  She felt.  Bullshit
!  She knew he was here because of her.  Wow !  The last ten years had been
a slow slide into...What ?  Middle age ?  She didn't know.  Vastly
different from the first twenty...No doubt !

   Twice during the next week, she drove by Haggerties on the way to
"Cosmic Copy." The yellow bug was there once.  She debated whether she
should wander on down to the fence and watch ?  She went to work instead.

   "Jimmy's - Still Serving the Best Hamburger on the Strand !" Jumped off
the page.  It was a throw away add and she almost threw it away.  Jimmy had
been Terry's best friend.  They were inseparable during high school.  She
often wondered if Jimmy stayed in communication with him ?  Jimmy's place
was right across the street from her print shop.

   She usually avoided "Jimmy's" like the plague as she didn't like taking
shit from him about the way she broke up with Terry.  Plus, the asshole
might think she was still hot for his buddy.  She wasn't, honest.  Hadn't
thought of him for at least...Shit !  Couldn't remember the last time ? 
Until the other morning, that is.

   Jimmy graduated with them and was still active with the alumni group or
whatever.  Every time she went to a reunion activity, she expected to see
Terry but he never showed up.  Jimmy approached her at their twentieth
reunion and asked if she'd ever heard from Terry ?  She made a big deal out
of saying she hadn't but she knew interest initially flooded her face.  She
felt like a fool.  Jimmy had suckered her and she was embarrassed.  He
turned and walked away without saying another word but he knew.  She felt
bad about the way it ended with his best friend.  But fuck him, Terry
deserved it !

   She walked across the street to "Jimmy's" for lunch on Friday.  The
place was crowded and Jimmy was running around like a one legged man in an
ass kicking contest.  Twice, she tried to catch his eye.  She finally
cornered him by the kitchen on her way to the cash register.

   "I thought I saw Terry the other day ?" Diane was looking at her bill,
didn't want it to appear like a big thing.  She should have said a couple
of weeks ago.

   "You might have." Jimmy was going to make this hard.  He considered her
a slut for going out with other guys after Terry left for Hawaii.  He
called her as much when she married her first husband.  Fuck, Jimmy !

   A big "shit eatin'" grin was plastered across his face.  She knew she
was blushing.  The silence seemed to last for minutes.  Finally he
relented.

   "He's been in and out of his parent's place since his mother passed
away...About six, seven months now.  He's usually eats here Friday nights.
Drop by and you can `bump' into him." He smirked, then squeezed by her on
the way to the kitchen.

   Her stomach felt empty and she had just finished eating.  The first
thought through her head was, that she couldn't come back here tonight. 
Her husband was home...And she'd need a friend to accompany her.  She felt
a tingling as she walked back to "Cosmic Copy."

   CHAPTER TWO

   Summer 1966

   Diane was real pissed !  That fucking stupid shit !  Flying off to
Hawaii to live.  What a fucking crock of shit.  If that fucking stupid
surfer thinks she was going to support him while he rides big waves...Well,
he's in for a big surprise !

   The goal for this summer was to convince him to stay here, go to college
at least part time.  They'd both work full time.  See if they could make it
?  She was going to help him along both with the college thing and share
the rent and such.  But his going to Hawaii fucked all that up.  "Makaha"
left a couple of weeks after graduation, "to get a job and get familiar
with the surroundings," he told her.

   She was stuck living at home with her parents and hanging out with the
same kids she hung out with in high school.  Lots of guys hit on her and
she pretty much had the pick of the litter.  She played the total prick
tease; didn't let any of them get to first base.  She was so pleased with
herself.  The fact that she was masturbating almost every day, morning and
night, didn't faze her.

   She spent a lot of time hanging out with her long time girl friend. 
Stacy Schwartz and Diane had gone to school together since the first grade.
Diane had known Mrs.  Sarah Schwartz, well it was Friedman now, for just as
long.  Stacy's mother had been divorced for just a year or so before she
got married again.  Stacy told her that her dad divorced her mother because
he caught her fucking "some kid half her age."

   With her mother's new husband, Stacy inherited a half-brother who was a
couple of years older than she was.  Well, he wasn't really her
half-brother.  He was her step-father's son from a previous marriage.  So I
guess that made him her step-brother.  Anyway, all Diane's prick teasing
ended one weekend at the Friedman's.

   Stacy and Diane had scored some descent mexican weed and were just
stoned as shit.  They were laying around, out by the Friedman's pool,
soaking up rays !  It was just before Stacy's step-brother, Don, was
heading back to college...Late August.  Don was starting his junior year at
some college in Arizona.

   Stacy mentioned, in passing, that her brother never paid much attention
to her or her friends.  Diane figured that Stacy was bull shitting her as
she was a real cute little blonde with a great body.  So anyway, she was
way too stoned to say or do much of anything when Stacy began talking about
how she got herself off when "there weren't any studs around." "And let me
tell you, Don is a stud.  You've got to meet him."

   Diane was freaked out with the direction the conversation was taking but
had to admit that just using her fingers was getting boring.  Going without
sucked.  Stacy was talking about her mother's vibrator now.  Another joint
was being passed between them.

   "Jesus, you should see it.  It's damn near as big as Don's cock." Stacy
paused and looked over at her well built friend.  She looked delicious in
that bikini.  Diane never figured her friend would get so fucking loaded.
She wished Don would hurry up and get his ass over here.  She'd called him
over an hour ago.

   "How do you know how big your brother...Step-brother...Whatever he is.
Shit !  His dick size !?" Diane inquired as she tried to hold down some
smoke.

   "I've seen him in the shower a few times...By accident." Stacy told her.
Diane wondered how many other things happened "by accident" ?

   Diane had been having sexual intercourse since she was fourteen and was
very comfortable talking about sex with other women or men, for that
matter...So at the time...She didn't think it was strange talking about the
size of Don's penis with his step-sister.  If "Makaha" was just normal
size, this guy was a giant...But Diane didn't learn that until later that
evening.

   Stacy was rolling another joint on the table, under the umbrella, when
he walked out on to the patio.  And he was a stud !  Blonde surfer hair,
like his step-sister, well built and Stacy said he was hung like a horse.
Diane brought her knees together and pulled her feet up to her butt.  She
was sitting on a pool lounger and squinting into the sun.  He was like, out
of a magazine.

   He wandered across the patio, dressed in a coat and tie.  "Makaha"
hadn't even worn a coat and tie to graduation.  He was wearing real dark
glasses and moving right toward her.  Stacy looked up while licking the
joint.

   "You must be Diane Cook !" He was holding out his hand.  Diane squinted
up at him.  "Stacy told me about your boy friend.  From where I'm standing
he was real stupid, leaving you here on the mainland.  I would have taken
you with me." He was holding her hand.  "Don Friedman.  I'm very pleased to
meet you, Diane Cook." He was smiling and so very much the stud.

   She could hardly answer.  It came out all fucked up.  "Don...Stacy.  Oh
! Wow !"

   "She's real fucked up, Don." It was Stacy.

   Diane laughed.  Yes, she was real fucked up.  Stacy passed the joint to
Don and he took a real long drag off of it.  He passed it to Diane and she
took another hit off the joint.

   "Hey, I'm going to change into some trunks and come join you.  Okay with
you, Stacy ?" He was backing away from them.  Diane was watching him go.

   "I told you he was a stud...With a cock to die for."

   "Will you quit talking about cock all the time.  I'm not getting any and
you talking about it doesn't make it any easier...Or the vibrators or
whatever.  Hey !  Just pass me the joint." Diane held out her hand.  Stacy
passed her the joint.

   Don returned in what seemed like no time and now the three of them
started mixing tequila with dope smoking.  Don liked to make margaritas and
found that a lot of young ladies got awful drunk on tequila and then let
him pull down their panties and fuck them.  He was hoping that this was one
of those young ladies as he stared at the bikini clad brunette across the
pool.  He grabbed his cock as he mixed another batch of margaritas.  It was
his dad's potent mixture, "almost guaranteed" his father would often boast.
Don laughed to himself watching the two girls talk.  He was sure that
little minx, Stacy, would love to get a piece of her, too.  And of course,
she'd love some cock.  She always did.  She was as much a cock hound as her
mother.

   He made his way around the pool and handed out the drinks.  "Bottoms up,
ladies !" He toasted.  Everyone raised their glasses and the party started.
Don noticed, as he listened to the girls gossip about their friends, that
Stacy's friend had a very nice set of tits.  Listening was important.  But
once you got their pants off, who cared !?  Just make them cum.  The rest
would follow.  He got up and dove into the pool.  His cock was half hard
when he got out of the lounger and he was sure Diane had taken a peek.  The
cool water helped deflate his penis.  He wanted to fuck her.  He'd even
share with Stacy, if that's what it took.  She was that hot.

   Dinner was very late and pizza.  By then they were all very drunk.  Some
delivery guy brought it.  Don made the girls go to the front door in their
bikinis.  You should have seen the way the delivery guy checked out Stacy
and Diane.  They were back in the kitchen, still drinking.  Well, Don
wasn't drinking margaritas any longer.  He'd switched to coke-a-cola.  And
then right after they finished eating, Stacy disappeared.

   Diane was still in her bikini and let me tell you, her breasts looked
fantastic.  Thirty-eight inches around with "C" cups.  Nice large, round,
brown areolae with a good size nub for a nipple.  Her hair was a dark brown
with a flash of sun and her bush was considerably darker.  She had nice
legs and a tight ass.  At eighteen, she was a "babe" as they used to say
back then.

   They were still in the kitchen...Don and Diane, that is.  She was drunk
and really ripped but still smoking dope and drinking margaritas.  Don
continued to feed the teenager drink after drink as he listened to her
bitch about her boy friend.

   She said something about going to the bathroom.  Don watched her tight
ass move down the hall to the bathroom.  The door closed.  Don got up and
followed her.  He was sure she hardly knew where she was.  He was excited,
his cock already getting thick in his trunks.

   He was standing outside the door to the powder room.  He could hear the
water running.  It sounded like she was moaning...Almost like she was
talking to herself.  He stepped across the hall and leaned against the
wall. She was fiddling with the door to get out.  The door opened.

   CHAPTER THREE

   She looked naked when the door opened.  The light was still on in the
bathroom and flooded out into the dark hall.  Don stepped across the hall
and turned off the light.  He was very close to her.

   "Wondered if you were okay ?" His hand was on her arm, running up to her
shoulder.  She mumbled something and he knew he was going to score.  He
took her arm and guided her back to the kitchen.  He left her leaning
against the kitchen counter and sat on one of the chairs from the breakfast
table.  She was draining her margarita.

   Diane was moving across the kitchen to get another refill when Don just
pulled her on to his lap.  She made a surprised sound but struggled very
little, if at all.  The way he'd been looking at her all afternoon had
Diane very interested.  Here was an older guy who had some plans...At least
at the time...That's what she was thinking.

   His tongue was very active in her mouth.  His hands were on her back,
her hips, her ass.  She started wiggling around on his lap.  She could feel
his boner against her butt.

   She broke the kiss when he slid his hand down the back of her bathing
suit bottoms.  His finger was sliding down the crack of her ass and then
his tongue was back in her mouth.  His finger was in her hair and then slid
right into her pussy.  She was wet and he was excited.  His boner was hard
as steel and a lot fucking bigger than any she'd ever seen or felt.

   Now that wasn't many but...Well, Makaha wasn't the only one she'd played
around with but he was the only one she'd fucked.  Diane liked to fuck...A
lot...And would often exhaust Makaha if she got the chance.  And they made
sure they got the opportunity a lot as her mother was often out of town,
caring for her grandma.

   Don's finger was fucking in and out of her and she was on fire.  Diane
was so fucking wet, she couldn't believe it.  When he stood she came with
him.  Her bottoms were coming down and she could feel his hand in her hair
and then his finger was inside her again.  He turned her around and pushed
her down on to the breakfast table, his finger still pumping in and out of
her cunt.

   "God !  You're so tight, Diane...And so juicy !" He was excited, she
could hear it in his voice.  She could feel the pole of his cock pressing
between the cheeks of her ass.  It was longer than anything she'd ever
imagined.  The head was against her and then he was in her.  He held it
there for a moment and then pushed until his belly was against her butt. 
He held it in her for quite a few moments, flexing it several times, before
he slowly started to fuck her !  God !  He was huge !

   "You like that, Diane ?  Your boy friend give it to you like this ?" He
was sawing it in and out of her like a machine and she was panting as his
cock reamed in and out of her belly.  His thumbs pried her ass cheeks apart
and then he started to fuck her like a crazy man.  She'd never been fucked
this hard or this long.  She could hear him breathing hard, his wet belly
slapping against her ass.

   It felt like a baseball bat was fucking in and out of her pussy.  Diane
could feel the blunt head of his cock pounding her cervix.  She was
starting to cum, her legs quivering, her tits tender, squashed against the
glass table top.  Don was machine like as he fucked his huge, hard dick in
and out of her.

   "Ooooohhhhhh...Oooooohhhh !  God !  I'm cummmming !" It snuck up on her,
surprised her.  She'd never before screamed out like that.  Oh !  Maybe a
deep groan or moan but never a scream.

   "Cum, baby !  Squeeze that cunt, honey !  Oh !  Fuck !  Squeeze it out
of me, baby !  Here comes !" The speed of his fucking was amazing.  Her ass
cheeks were spasaming around as his cock pumped in and out of her.  She
just noticed she was up on her arms, fucking back; her tits, out of her
top, swinging around below her as this cucumber sized cock pumped in and
out of her.  His cum shot was like a bomb going off in her womb,
immediately oozing out from around the fat cock that was pistoning in and
out of her.

   He was still fucking her and she could hear squishy noises coming from
between her legs.  She was sweating profusely and still shaking, his cock
still sliding in and out of her.  Slowly Don came to a stop with his cock
buried in her.  She could feel his seed dribbling down her thighs.

   He dragged her into the pool and they swam for a while, their suits long
forgotten.  When he got out, she just had to stare at his dick.  It was
dangling down well below his balls and just about as long soft as Makaha
was hard...And fat ?!  Jesus !  She could barely get her fingers around it
and she had long fingers !

   They were drying off.  Her tits were jiggling around, her nipples still
erect.  She'd fucked back at him.  He was almost hard thinking about it. 
She was an animal with a dick in her.  Like he awoke something in her.  He
moved closer to her and moved a hand between her legs.  She spread her legs
a bit and he had his way with her vagina.  Two plump lips covered with a
thick bush of dark pubic hair.  He wiggled his finger between her lips and
felt the wet hole of her cunt.  He slid a finger into her and she squatted
so that his finger slid all the way into her.  She dropped her towel and
grabbed his arm.

   Diane was very drunk and just realized she was naked.  Then it dawned on
her that she had just fucked this guy, Don, whom she just met.  But she was
just too fucked up to deal with it now, plus it was just about the best
fucking she'd ever gotten.  She reached out and grabbed his penis.  She
wanted him to fuck her again.  Like he knew she'd sucked cock before, he
encouraged her to her knees.  Don was already getting hard, his dick
dripping water on to the pool decking.  She looked up at him before he
pulled her head toward his crotch.

   "Come on, Diane...Suck it good, baby...That's it, honey...Gobble that
meat, baby." He was excited and she got excited watching his cock get
harder.  She grabbed it with one hand and opened wide.  Their orgasm tasted
good and he was hard enough to blow...So she blew him.  He was rocking back
and forth and his cock was like a lead pipe in her hand.

   Abruptly he pulled her to her feet and was kissing her.  "You give good
head, Diane." He was nibbling on her shoulder.  Diane's nipples were hard
and she could feel the meat of his cock grinding against her belly.  He
moved away from her and took her hand.  She had a hard time walking so he
got an arm around her with his hand under her arm.  He could feel the swell
of her breast.  His cock was bobbing in front of him as he guided her into
the house, to the stairs.  He then put her over his shoulder and climbed
the stairs.

   The doors to the master bedroom yawned in front of him and he made it
with little effort.  He threw the naked teenager on to the king size bed
and she flopped right on to her back.  He pulled her butt to the edge and
raised her legs into the air.  He rested one of her legs on his shoulder
and with his free hand guided the head of his swollen cock to her already
fucked cunt.  He moved his hand back to her leg and spread them as far
apart as he could.

   Don flicked his hips and drove about six inches into the hairy cunt
before him.  The teenager rose to her elbows.  Don bent her legs back over
her head and she collapsed back on to the bed.  He was buried in her and
her head lolled back and forth.  He started fucking her.

   Diane vaguely remembered him carrying her up the stairs.  She couldn't
ever remember her being this drunk.  She was on her back and somebody was
fucking her.  She tried to rise but all of a sudden her legs were up above
her head and this huge cock was being thrust into her belly.

   The cock seemed to be fucking her all night.  Every time Diane came to
her senses this big dick was being fucked in and out of her cunt.  She was
full of cum.  It was all over between her legs.  She remembered someone
eating her cunt, licking her clitoris, her asshole.  She had never ever
imagined sex could go on this long.  She was having one orgasm after
another.  Being eaten while she was sucking on that nice big cock that had
been fucking her.  She licked his balls and his asshole.  She'd only ever
done that with "Makaha." She never imagined being this horny.

   ******

   Diane woke up in the king size bed with Stacy.  They were both naked. 
Diane wondered if Don had fucked his step-sister too ?  Her head was
pounding as she got out of the bed.  Just then a naked Don appeared in the
doorway, smoking a joint.  The rest of the day was more of the same. 
Skimpy bikinis, lots of tequila, some descent weed and the next thing Diane
knows they're all naked, swimming in the pool.  Lots of lotion on the
ladies and they're arranging the loungers so they can group grope.  Don was
getting hard watching Diane try to keep Stacy from between her spread legs.
The little blonde wasted little time getting to her knees and burying her
face in Diane's dark haired twat.  She was so embarrassed.  Last night
flashed through her mind...It had been Stacy between her legs, licking and
eating her cunt and ass.  Diane could just see the top of her head as her
mouth nibbled away at the juncture of Diane's thighs.

   Don was just watching the show.  He wanted to see how hot Stacy could
get her.  He'd love to give it to Diane as she munched on Stacy's pussy. 
Then he'd fuck his step-sister, too.  He didn't imagine her girl friend
would mind.  She was wiggling around like an eel as Stacy munched on her
carpet.  He stroked his cock.  He was ready.....

   .....Diane had been in an orgy and loved it.  She couldn't believe some
of the things she'd done and could imagine the things she couldn't
remember; but was actually glad the weekend ended and Don left for school.
Her vagina was sore.  It had never, ever been sore before; no matter how
many times "Makaha" fucked her.  But a week after Don left, she was so
horny, she was back to playing with herself twice a day.  She didn't want
the temptation of seeing Stacy.

   CHAPTER FOUR

   Spring 2000

   Diane was closing up "Cosmic Copy" when she noticed him across the
street, getting out of the bug.  It was Wednesday night and he was with a
much younger woman.  Jesus !  He had his arm around her.  The girl couldn't
be out of her twenties, appeared about her youngest daughter's age and
Asian.  She could never tell the difference between them all.  Her husband
was quite adept at it.  It couldn't be his daughter !?  Could it ?  She was
tempted to stop by "Jimmy's" for a drink before going home but decided to
wait until her husband left next week.....

   Fall 1967

   .....Don called Diane just last night !  He phoned to tell her he was
coming home for Thanksgiving and wanted to see a lot of her.  He also
wanted to know if she'd be free during Christmas vacation ?!  Did she have
to work ?  Well, Diane did have to work but it was volunteer stuff for the
church and she could always get out of that.  Diane was in the ozone !  All
thoughts of "Makaha" burned to a crisp by the heat being generated between
her legs.  She must have masturbated three or four times a day that week
before Thanksgiving.

   Stacy and Diane picked Don up at the airport.  Diane was so hot she
almost asked Stacy if she would drive so they could get in the back and
fuck.  She didn't.  They ended up at their house and surprise !  Their
parents were there.  They had this big huge feast...Just the five of them.
Their parents were so cool and let Stacy and her have several glasses of
wine.  After dinner the parents split up stairs.  That left the three of
them.  Diane figured Stacy would bug out and was disappointed she didn't.
She was very horny.

   Stacy was in the bathroom.  So Diane asked him.  "We gonna get some time
by ourselves ?"

   He stood.  He was already getting hard.  She could see the lump in his
slacks.  "We're alone now..." She reached for his belt buckle.  Diane knew
he wanted her to suck his dick.  His bare cock sprang out of his fly when
she slid down the zipper.  He wasn't wearing underwear.  His hand was in
her hair and her mouth was around his dick.  Diane sucked, not caring the
least that his step-sister might walk back into the den at any moment.  Or
maybe, his parents would come back down stairs !?

   Ten minutes later Stacy came back from the bathroom.  By then he was
fucking her, bent over the back of the couch.  Stacy bounced up on the
couch and started pulling her sweater off over her head.  "Mind sharing,
girl ?"

   What was Diane going to say ?  She was close to cuming again.  Don
didn't cum until he was well into fucking his step-sister later.

   Diane's skirt was around her waist, her panties just pulled aside.  He
was sawing in and out of her like a runaway train, his balls slapping
against her thighs as he pummeled her.  She was moaning and groaning, he
was grunting and groaning.  Stacy was pinching her nipples and fingering
herself.  Diane was over the top when Don left her for his step-sister,
climbing over the back of the sofa and taking her on the floor.

   The three of them ended up in Don's room upstairs, naked.  Diane was a
little concerned ?!  Where were his parents ?  But that lasted about five
seconds.  It started while passing the pipe around and then it was an orgy.
Stacy and Diane fought over his cock.  Don treated them as slaves, whipping
them with his bathrobe tie.  The bondage came later.  They tied Diane to
the bed and ate and fucked her until she was exhausted.....

   .....Diane didn't wake until late afternoon...Dinner was just Don and
her...A very expensive restaurant down in Redondo Beach.  Afterwards, a
motel room on PCH where they fucked and sucked like they hadn't seen each
other in months.  Thanksgiving ended too soon but there were only four more
weeks until Christmas vacation......

   .....Diane was alone when she picked up Don at Christmas...At his
request.  It was straight to a motel and they ate fast food in the
room...After he fucked the "living shit" out of her.  She was sore in the
morning and kind of glad that they were spending Christmas with their
families.  Don got Diane this really nice sweater and she could hardly wait
to wear it for him.

   The Friedman's invited Diane to dinner a couple of days after Christmas.
They had a lot of relatives over and several of the cousins gave her the
once over.  Whose cousins they were ?  She never figured out.  They were
closer to her age than Don's.  She hardly paid attention to them...Her
attention devoted to getting Don's big fat dick between her legs.  She was
hungry for cock.

   All the youngsters got stoned up in Don's room after dinner.  There were
five of them.  Stacy started it....Working open one of the cousin's jeans.
In ten minutes they were all naked and it became an orgy.  The cousins had
nice long dicks and she was a slut for both of them...And their parents
were sleeping right down the hall !  Both Stacy and Diane got sandwiched
and Diane sucked them all off.  She imagined Stacy did too !

   Spring 2000

   "Jimmy's" was packed and it was just four-thirty.  Diane pushed her way
through the crowd, her daughter, Jenifer, following in her wake.  Jenifer
Friedman looked great !  Young and fresh, she had just wandered into
"Cosmic Copy" about an hour ago.  She was going to stay through the
weekend...If that was okay !?  And then take some more stuff back to
school...As if she didn't have enough already !?

   Diane spotted "Makaha" almost immediately, sitting with the Asian girl.
The Asian girl was very good looking, almost beautiful.  It suddenly dawned
on her that the Asian girl was the one with him in the car that first day.
She couldn't imagine them together sexually ?  Romantically ?  He was old
enough to be her father !

   "Oh !  Mother...There's Mia Nuyen !" Jenifer passed her and pushed on
through the crowd toward "Makaha" and the Asian girl.  Diane followed her
daughter.  "We roomed together last semester.  And that's her boy friend,
Terry Morrison.  He used to live down here.  Said he remembered you from
high school.  He is so cool and such a hot surfer !" Diane's stomach felt
like it was trying to escape through her throat.

   The closer she got, the younger he looked.  Terry noticed them and was
getting up.  Diane wanted to turn and leave but Jennifer was already half
way to their table.  Shit !  She'd even have to approach...She was hoping
the tables would be turned.  Terry was not even looking at her but at her
daughter.  He had to notice her !?  Maybe he didn't recognize her ?  She
felt old.....

   .....Terry came home in the spring of '67.  Diane slept with him once.
It was Don's idea and did he give her a fucking right after it happened !
Terry knew immediately.  Didn't say a word but he knew.  He'd been drafted
but enlisted in the Navy instead and was on his way to boot camp or
whatever.  He came back through on his way to 'Nam but Diane avoided him.
She was engaged by then, the wedding was in the fall.  He called twice but
Diane never returned his calls.  She didn't feel bad at the time...Just
wanted him to leave...But later it kind of bothered her.

   But by then she was caught up in her own little world and was only
mildly interested in anything outside of it.  It was like starting all
over...Doing new things, getting off a different way.  She wasn't in love
but in lust.  Don fed her slowly...Paid for her trip to Mexico during
Spring Break after Terry left for basic or whatever.  She was either stoned
and/or drunk the entire fucking time.  It was a gas !

   CHAPTER FIVE

   Mazatlan, Mexico

   Spring 1967

   Don and Diane were back in the motel room.  They'd met another
fraternity brother of Don's.  There were lots of them down here.  They came
on the train.  Both Diane and the other girl were real drunk.  She
remembered that much.  The rest was kind of a hazy and only became clearer
later in the week...When Don showed her some Polaroid pictures of the
event.

   There were several of them, showing her sucking two cocks.  Several more
showed a couple of loads of cum dripping off her eye brows and nose and
chin.  Diane's face looked like a glazed donut.  The other girl didn't fare
any better and there were a lot of her, wearing loads of cum.  Don had
coaxed Diane into going down on the other girl and she remembered that it
really turned her on.  The other guy ended up doing her doggie style while
Diane chowed down on his girl friend.

   They saw them again a couple of times later in the week but the girl
never appeared interested in joining them.  She was always hanging out with
a bunch of other girls...Don's fraternity brother was always trying to
entice her away from the girls.  Diane wondered if she knew about the
pictures ?!

   The coolest thing, though, was picking up this other chick.  Diane met
her the last night they stayed in Mazatlan.  She was hanging out with a
whole bunch of kids at this outdoor dance place.  More like a bar.  A
couple of guitars.  Some singing.  Very little dancing.

   There was a group of kids, smoking weed, down by the high tide mark. 
Diane wandered down to join them.  Don had scored this super weed and was
hot to share it with another girl.  Diane was more than eager to help him.
She was wearing just a shift, was naked beneath it.  Ellen was still in her
bathing suit and hadn't eaten yet.  She was easy to entice away from the
group.

   The two of them were wandering ahead of Don.  Diane put her arm around
Ellen.  She didn't flinch at all and Diane was tremendously excited.  Don
and her were staying in this really cool room...Down on the avenue just
across from the ocean.  They smoked dope as they walked along the beach. 
Don joined them and now they were a threesome.

   By the time they got to their room, the three of them were very stoned.
Diane stripped off her shift and was naked as soon as the lights went off.
Don was fixing some margaritas, as if they needed any more to drink.  Ellen
followed suite several minutes later and both of the girls giggled when Don
stripped off his shorts.  He wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock
wangled back and forth as he came across the room with their drinks.

   Diane got some candles going.  Ellen's breasts were nowhere near Diane's
size and her bush was nowhere near as thick as Diane's.  They were still
smoking weed and drinking.  Diane couldn't help it and started to play with
Don's cock.  Ellen wasn't far behind and it wasn't long before the two of
them were down on their knees, sucking Don's cock.

   Diane rode him for a while and then Ellen rode Don's turgid cock.  It
was a long while before Don' squirted several eruptions of semen on to
Ellen's tits.  Diane went on to lick the cum off her breasts.  The
three-some only ended because they needed to catch the train back to the
U.S.A.....

   .....Terry Morrison hardly recognized Diane.  She looked old and what
were they ?  A little over fifty.  Instead he was looking directly at
Jenifer Friedman.  She was a hot looking young lady.  After introductions
Mia and Jenifer started gabbing about classes and what grades they got. 
Terry knew that Mia was a good five years older than Jenifer but didn't
look a day older.

   "And how is Diane Stanton ?" Diane was disappointed in the tone of his
voice.  Almost like he was disappointed he'd run into her.  She was at a
loss for words.  They had nothing in common.  She didn't know anything
about him anymore.

   "Doing okay." She answered.  Terry turned to the girls and added some
comments to the story the Asian girl was telling.  The three of them
laughed.  Diane felt out of place.  They were talking about going out
drinking.  Diane wondered if it would just be the two college girls but
immediately realized they were talking about taking Terry along.

   "Is it okay if I go, mom ?" What could she say ?  Jenifer was free,
white and twenty-one.

   "Sure, dear.  Have a good time."

   Terry was getting up and putting on a light wind breaker with a surf
shop emblem sewed to the back.  "Great to see you, Diane.  I'm sure I'll
see you around.  I've moved into my parent's old place.  Fix it up a bit
and maybe we'll just live down here and surf ?" He had his hand on the
Asian girl's back, guiding her out of the burger shoppe.  Her daughter was
following.....

   .....She had a hard time realizing that more than a year had passed
since Terry left for Hawaii.  And now she was newly married and on her
honeymoon in Hawaii.  Terry was on his way to 'Nam.

   After arriving in Hawaii Don and Diane didn't leave their room for two
days and then Don insisted that she wear a scandalous bikini around the
pool, showing her off.  Don's best man, Ellison Frank, an old friend of the
family and a good twenty years older than Don, surprised them on the
afternoon of the third day out around the pool.  He worked for Don's old
man; had for many years.

   Diane remembered how surprised she was.  She was half loaded at the time
and just about to go up to the room to shower and change.  Instead they
kept drinking around the pool and had bar food for dinner.  When the three
of them went upstairs she was so drunk that Don had to hold her up in the
elevator.  The three of them entered the room and Don immediately went to
the bar and poured more drinks.

   Diane was trying to stand by herself at the bar when Ellison came up
next to her.  She was still wearing the bikini but had forgot her wrap
somewhere.  Her husband actually brought it upstairs and had thrown it into
the bedroom.  She wouldn't find it until tomorrow.  He wanted her like
this, drunk and half naked.  He could see the boner in Ellison's trunks
from here.  He was getting a woody just imagining Ellison fucking Diane's
eyes out.

   Diane only realized that both of them were going to fuck her after they
got naked.  Both of them had hardons.  She remembered crying out, "Oh my
God !  You guys have big cocks !" They had her stripped in just moments. 
She remembered having a cock in each hand, jerking them off.  One of them
had a finger in her cunt and the other had a finger in her ass.  She was
starting to dance between them.

   She was on the couch on her back with her feet on the floor.  One of
them was between her legs fucking her while the other choked her with his
cock.  In the first hour she had four loads of cum sprayed on to her.  In
the shower they both came in her mouth.  The orgy lasted for another two
days and then the three of them flew back home to the west coast.  Diane
spent the next sixteen hours in bed, recovering from the almost non-stop
sex she'd had on her honeymoon.....

   .....She spent an hour or so doing paper work at Cosmic Copy and was
just locking up when the yellow bug drove by.  It didn't even honk.  She
could hear a burst of laughter as they passed.  Diane Stanton was pissed.

   The Asian was hardly her daughter's age and Terry was sleeping with her,
fucking her.  It seemed like a very long time since she'd used or thought
that word.  She was in her car and on the way home but managed to end up on
his parent's street.  The bug was parked in the driveway.  She pulled in
behind it and parked.  She had no idea what she was doing here ?

   CHAPTER SIX

   Diane smelled weed as soon as she walked past his bug on the way down
the driveway.  They were sitting around on lawn furniture when she rounded
the corner of the house.  The backyard was overgrown, hadn't seen a
gardener in years.  In the back there were several tall marijuana plants
well past harvest time.  They were taking turns with a glass bong about a
yard tall.

   Terry had the bong in his lap and saw her first.  "Diane !  Hi !  Diane
!" It was stoner talk and the three of them laughed.  Her daughter didn't
even try to hide the fact that she was smoking marijuana.  Jenifer wasn't
embarrassed a bit that her mother caught her smoking weed.  Here with a
man, who was her mother's age, with his concubine girl friend.

   The girl friend was up off her lawn lounger and dragging another one
over.  "Come on, Diane.  Rip the pipe with us.  Terry said you two did it
in high school." She was a darling looking Asian, small with jet black hair
to her waist.

   "Oh !  Come on, mom.  It's the twenty first century.  Half the
presidents do it.  Rip a bowl with us, mom." Her daughter was even egging
her on.  And Terry just sat there with a very wicked smile on his face.  He
appeared very pleased.

   "Sit down, Diane." Terry spoke again.  It was more than an invitation.
She sat on the lounger that the Asian girl brought over for her.  There was
a small hot tub set up on a patio over by the back door.  It appeared that
Terry was building a patio cover over the hot tub.

   "Mia, the bong !?" Jenifer cried.  The Asian girl laughed and passed the
bong to Diane.  Diane took a huge hit off the stem.  Her daughter laughed.

   "Mom, this is good shit.  Terry grows it." She was still laughing when
Diane floated up off the lounge chair, she was sitting in.  The three of
them were laughing at her.  The bong was taken out of her hands.  They were
passing it around.  It was her turn again.  She was so stoned.  The Asian
girl came over and lit the bowl for her.  She took a hit.  Her head lolled
back on the lounger.....

   .....They were living with his parents, in Don's old room.  It was
outfitted with a new king size bed and some less masculine decor.  The
second day back from their honeymoon Don left on a business trip.  She was
left home and had not a fucking thing to do.  She spent the day in her room
getting stoned and it was only at dinner time that she left her room at
all.

   Her father-in-law and mother-in-law were insistent that she join them
for dinner and the three of them drank enough wine to get Diane pretty well
loaded.  Once back in her room she immediately stripped off her clothes and
climbed into bed.  Her husband would be home the day after tomorrow. 
Honestly, she missed the fucking and sucking.

   It wasn't long before her father-in-law entered Don's room without
knocking and made his way to the bed, wearing just his robe.  Diane closed
her eyes as soon as he burst into the room, throwing light over the bed. 
It was very apparent at dinner that her father-in-law was interested in
fucking her.  Diane could hardly believe the shit he was pulling in front
of his wife, talking about the blow jobs he was getting from some bimbo
working at his office.

   Her father-in-law had his hands under the covers, feeling her breasts
and then her pussy.  She couldn't stop her legs from opening.  His robe had
come open and his large flaccid cock was swaying back and forth as he
fingered her wet pussy.

   "You've got such a nice tight, fat cunt, dear." He was pulling the
covers off and now was pulling her out of bed.  Her nipples were erect and
throbbing.  They were off toward the master bedroom.  Sarah Friedman was
sitting up in bed.  She was naked and small breasted like her daughter.

   "Oh !  She's darling, Ed.  Bring her to bed."

   *****

   Diane looked around the backyard.  Terry was sitting across from her. 
The girls were gone.  She heard some giggling and laughing.  Terry spoke.

   "They're in the hot tub.  Wanna join them ?" He had the bong in his lap.
"Want another hit ?"

   The only thing she could think of was that her daughter was naked in the
hot tub with the Asian girl.  Terry would probably be in there with them if
she hadn't shown up.  She shook her head back and forth.

   "You're wondering about the Vietnamese girl aren't you ?" He took
another hit off the bong.  "I was able to get her family, all seven of
them, out of the country before the communists took over.  That was real
hard to do back then.  Her family will be forever in my debt.  Mia imagines
she is paying off that debt to her family, even though she was born in the
U.S.A.  I was able to get her a scholarship to school and she will be the
first in her family to graduate from college.  I can do no wrong with these
people."

   Diane followed it all and was shocked.  He was taking another hit off
the pipe.  He offered it to her.  She shook her head again and asked.  "And
why did you do this for them ?"



   Terry exhaled a long stream of smoke.  "They saved my life when I was on
the run in bad guy territory.  They allowed me to hide and rest.  They fed
me.  I was able to make it to the coast and steal a boat.  The rest is
history."

   "Is she your child ?" Terry laughed out loud and Diane saw the girls
look over at them from the hot tub.

   "Hardly, Diane.  I married her.  She's my wife.  My father-in-law is a
five foot two inch Vietnamese man who just got his American citizenship. 
He's stoked he's got such a cool G.I.  for a son-in-law."

   There was silence for a few moments as they stared at each other in the
dark.  Diane reached for the bong, "What'd you do after the war ?"

   "There were other wars.  By then I was very experienced and a very
popular team member.  It was a very lucrative profession for a while.  Put
Mai through college and will allow me a very comfortable retirement."

   "What exactly did you do, Terry ?" Diane was afraid.  Her ex-husband had
been murdered just over six months ago in what was thought to be a random
act of violence.  According to Terry's best friend, Terry moved here just
over six months ago.  She couldn't avoid those facts.

   "What else do you do in war ?  Kill people, Diane." He took the bong out
of her hand and lit the bowl.  She could hear the liquid bubbling.  She
stared at him.

   Terry finally looked over at her.  "Sure you don't want to get in the
hot tub ?" Diane was frozen.  She couldn't take her eyes off of him.  He
was staring her down.  She wondered if he knew Jenifer's father had been
gunned down.  She wondered if he did it ?

   Terry got up, taking the bong with him, and moved toward the hot tub. 
The Vietnamese girl took the bong from him and stared at Diane while Terry
stripped off his clothes and climbed into the hot tub.

   Mia watched the woman get up off the lounger and disappear around the
corner of the house.  Jenifer was sucking on the bong.  Terry laid back and
looked up at the roof over the hot tub.  That went well, he thought.  He'd
been waiting for six months to run into her.  He reconsidered; it couldn't
have gone better.  He took the bong from Jenifer.

   "Did you tell her ?" Mia asked.

   "Yea.  I told her about us." Terry answered.

   "I bet that blew her away." Jenifer offered.  Terry looked over at
Diane's daughter.  Not quite as good looking as her mother.  And nowhere
near as well built.  Jenifer's breasts were just a tad larger than Mia's.
But the daughter did have the same thick bush of hair between her legs
before she shaved it off.  Terry was getting a hardon thinking about
Jenifer naked.

   He felt Mia pulling on his cock.  He pushed himself up on to the lip of
the hot tub.  His cock was approaching a turgid state.  Mia wasted no time
floating over and gobbling up Terry's cock.  Her head started bobbing. 
Terry's hands guided Mia's head by wrapping his hands in her long, black
hair.  Jenifer sucked on the pipe while she watched Mia sucking Terry's
cock.

   She was glad her mother left.  Although she thought it would be cool if
they were all in the hot tub together.  Mia told her that Terry had fucked
her mother well before she was born.  Mia claimed she didn't know the whole
story, just that they were an item in high school.  Jenifer moved over by
Terry and took her turn sucking on his hard cock.

   Later the three of them were in bed.  Terry was on his back while Mia
rubbed her cunt on his face and Jenifer bounced her cunt up and down on his
cock.  She could feel her orgasm start to well up in her belly and exploded
when Terry reamed a finger up her ass; while he lost his load fucking up
into her.  The three of them fell into a heap on the bed and Jenifer didn't
get home to her mother's until late Saturday afternoon.

   *****

   Diane couldn't sleep, couldn't stop thinking about it.  The girls had
taken it well; their father's death.  They had never been close.  Her
ex-husband had taken to fucking younger and younger women as he aged. 
Diane was always afraid that he'd start fucking his daughter's girl friends
but the marriage dissolved well before the girls were old enough for that
to occur.

   Was it just coincidence ?  Terry moves back to the hill and her "ex"
gets one shot to the chest, one to the head and two to the groin.  And now
her daughter is hanging out with him and his wife !?  This was too much to
take.  And where was her daughter ?  It was three o'clock in the morning.

   Diane was in the kitchen fixing a sandwich when Jenifer got home shortly
after noon.  Her daughter's eyes were blood shot and her hair hadn't been
near a comb for a while.

   "And just where have you been ?" Diane asked.

   "Crashed over at Terry's.  Sorry, I'll call the next time." Diane was in
shock...A next time !

   "Just where did you meet this Mia ?" Snapped Diane.

   "Mom, I've known her for two years.  We took some classes together when
we were freshman."

   "So you've known Terry for two years ?" He mother asked.  The question
had an edge to it.

   "Yea, he shows up when the surf is good and takes Mia surfing with him.
Did you know how good he was back when he was going with you ?"

   "And just what has he said about that ?" Diane queried.

   "About what ?  You two going together ?  Is that what this is all about
!?  Well, to set the record straight that is all he said.  You two used to
go together in high school.  Now was he good back then ?"

   "Yes, he was very good back then." Diane answered her daughter.

   Chapter Eight

   Diane waited until her daughter went back to school.  She even waited
longer than that.  She was afraid of bumping into him.  Why ?  'Cause she
thought he might be the one who murdered her ex-husband ?  Was that the
real reason or was it the perverted thought that he was seducing her
ex-husband's daughter.

   Her daughter didn't even turn her head the other night when Terry
stripped off his clothes and climbed into the hot tub.  The years had been
kind to him.  He was in shape.  She wondered if the violence had something
to do with it ?  She laughed.  Maybe it was the surfing ?  Her daughter
went on and on about the surf trips they'd taken her on.  Jenifer was
especially impressed with Mia's ability.  She told her mother that Terry
had been teaching her since she was eight years old.  If she surfed all
year, she could probably go pro, her daughter insisted.

   It was a Friday night.  Her husband was out of town for ten days on a
Pacific turn-around.  Diane was just closing up "Cosmic Copy." She noticed
the yellow bug parked down by "Jimmy's." Instead of going to her car, she
walked down the street to the burger place.

   He was standing at the counter talking with Jimmy.  He was getting
take-out.  She paused.  Then opened the door.  Jimmy noticed her right
away. Terry looked over his shoulder at her.  She smiled.  Jimmy said
something she didn't catch.  Terry grabbed his bag of food.

   "Hi, you two." was all she could think of.  She felt like an idiot.  As
an afterthought, "How's Mia ?"

   Terry stopped.  "She's doing fine.  Said to say hello if I ran into
you."

   "Well, I was just gonna get a burger.  Nice seeing you, Terry."

   Jimmy was smiling that "fuck you, Diane" smile of his.  She had to wait
over twenty minutes for her order and was pissed when she left the burger
place.  She drove right to his parent's place.  What if the Vietnamese girl
came down for the weekend ?  She kept going and parked right behind the
yellow bug in the driveway.

   When he opened the front door, it was like he was expecting her.  He had
a napkin in his hand.  "Sorry, I didn't wait.  I knew Jimmy was going to
fuck with you.  You must have really pissed him off at one time." Diane
moved by him into his parent's living room.  It hadn't changed much in
twenty-five years or so.  It was like going back to another era.  She went
through the dining room to the kitchen.

   Terry was eating off the counter top, his burger lying on top of the
paper it was wrapped in.  A can of coke next to it, the fries spread out on
a napkin.  Diane put her bag down.  Terry handed her a coke.  They both
laughed.  And then they ate in silence.  Terry turned up the sound on a
small TV at the end of the counter.  It was some news program.  The weather
came on.

   Between bites Terry told her, "It's going to be good tomorrow morning."
Diane just nodded her head.  She couldn't imagine going surfing at this
time of year.  Well, she'd never surfed.  She was the surf bunny.  Terry
was cleaning up his stuff and throwing it away.  He left the kitchen and
returned just a few moments later with the huge bong.  He cleaned out the
wine and washed the whole apparatus.  Diane continued eating.

   He was finished and putting it all back together.  Diane cleaned up her
take-out shit.  Terry was taking a good rip off the fresh bong.  She could
hear the gurgling.  Maybe a couple of hits would give her...She wasn't sure
what she wanted ?

   "Did you kill my ex ?" She blurted it out.

   Terry burst out laughing.  She thought she sounded serious.  Terry was
still laughing.

   "Stop laughing.  I'm serious.  Did you ?"

   "Diane, I've never met your ex.  Have never even seen a picture of him.
But, yes, I did know he was dead.  Your daughter told me.  I think the weed
is going to your head."

   "I haven't smoked any of that shit in twenty years, Terry.  So that's a
`no' ?"

   "Of course not.  All the fuckers I greased lived in foreign countries.
The cops in the US are usually too good and hard to bribe.  I'm innocent of
this charge, your honor." He took another hit off the pipe then continued.
"You know twenty or so years ago; if we were in this house this long
without adult supervision we'd be naked."

   Diane blushed but shot back.  "And what about your wife ?" He smiled at
her.  She didn't mention her husband.

   "This new generation has a whole new set of moral values, Diane.  Not at
all like us." Terry was staring at her.  She couldn't hold his gaze and
looked away.  She should go but knew she'd stay a while, maybe even the
night ?  If he wanted her to ?

   Terry took another hit off the bong and passed it to her.  Diane took a
huge rip on the pipe.....

   .....Las Vegas.  Her husband and his father were entertaining clients in
"sin" city and of course their lovely wives were accompanying them.  Diane
remembered the way they were dressed, the ladies, that is.  Her
mother-in-law called it "Las Vegas" slut but was brazen enough as she
wandered through the throng of clients.

   Diane was sure that the old lady would be sleeping with someone other
than her husband tonight.  She'd seen this happen enough now.  She had even
entertained some "clients" on rare occasions.  Well, she hadn't counted and
sometimes was too drunk to remember much.  She always vowed to cut down on
her drinking but it never seemed to make much difference.

   And she knew her husband was sticking his donkey dick in just about
anything that moved.  She'd watched his moves for years now.  Get'em
loaded, separate them from the herd and then shove that cock of his in
them. She'd seen the look on their faces, had heard their screams.  In the
end the vast majority of them came back for more.  But Don liked variety.
So did his father and that bull was in constant stud mode.

   Diane's father-in-law was with a big blonde across the room.  Her
husband was on the other side of the room, talking with a group of men. 
Much too early for Don to be making a move.  Diane laughed to herself as
she left the private suite and wandered out into the casino.  She was
slightly loaded but felt pretty good.

   "Well, Diane.  Is this the new you ?"

   It startled her and she turned to face her accuser.  Her tits were
braless in the flimsy top and they moved about quite on their own.  Shit !
It was Jimmy.

   "Fancy meeting you here, Jimmy." And then Terry exploded into her
consciousness.  How long had it been ?  The war was way over.  Like years
ago.  Jimmy was staring at her tits.  They were still moving.

   "Yea.  I think its called Las Vegas slut, Diane.  Come on down and have
a hamburger some time." He made it sound like he knew something about
Terry. He moved away from her and blended into the crowd.  Wow !  Was that
strange !?  She walked back to the party.  She wanted another drink.....

   .....She was lying on his couch.  She bolted up.  The sun was well up.
It was more than light out.  She looked at her wrist.  It was seven-thirty.
She relaxed.  She had plenty of time.  There was a blanket on the floor. 
Then she saw the note.

   Diane,

   Went surfing.  Be home at 8.

   Cook some eggs.  You know

   where everything is.

   God !  What happened last night ?  She couldn't remember.  Just woke up
on the couch.  The pipe was still on the end table.  She should go home but
she didn't and was scrambling some eggs when he walked in the back door
with his wet suit on.  She was tempted to shower with him but didn't and
left right after they ate.

   Three days later she saw him heading to P.V.  Cove.  He was right.  It
was good.  She'd watched the weather last night.  Diane was disappointed
the spark was gone.  She admitted now that it never entirely went out with
her.  She felt empty even though she had a loving husband and a wonderful
family.

   *****

   Mia picked up her cell phone, flipped it open.  It was Terry.

   "Yo !  Surfer boy, you miss some really good waves up here, bro.  I miss
surfing with you."

   "Good waves down here, too.  I miss you, Mia."

   "I miss you, too, Terry.  Did she ask you yet ?"

   "Yea."

   "What'd you tell her ?"

   "Told her I didn't do it."

   "Good.  When you coming up ?"
   end