The wound is still pretty fresh. I also contemplated calling Ash, but figured when she was ready, she would call. On Sunday though, I realized how bad I missed her. Not the sex, but just being with her. Talking and laughing, exploring new things together. So I texted her. “I’m sorry for texting you. I know you said you would call indian and you probably don’t want even a text, like I was some creepy Ex. But truth is, I miss you and I am in love with you. Call when you are ready to talk.” That night, I got a reply to my text. “Doug. You are not some creepy Ex. I’m not even sure if we really had anything together, except for sex. My heart is so broken now by the cunt, and her crazy weird scheme she came up with. I just need time to process all of this. XOXO” So I just let it be. That Tuesday, Cathy called and said for me to hang in there. She and Ashley spent the day together on Sunday. She still loves me, is what Cathy explained, but she is quite hurt by how Sara handled everything. She did say that Sara has been trying to call her many times, but Ash just ignores the call and deletes any message she leaves. Then on Friday night, Cathy called again, inviting me over for a cookout. At first I said no, but she somehow talked me into it. I was told to just bring beer and wear warm clothing, since the temps were to be in the 50’s.I arrived a little past 6pm, that Saturday. The only cars there were Cathy and Tom’s. I guess it is just the three of us. Then I thought back to how Tom said they always wanted a three way with me, so maybe they thought tonight would be good. For me though, I did not want that to happen. Maybe down the road sometime, but not so close to what happened between Ash and I, and Sara. The front door was open, so I walked in and saw Cathy, in the kitchen fixing something. I walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek and handed her the beer. She told me Tom’s outside on the deck, and to go on out. As I went to the door, I saw Ashley next to Tom, in some conversation. I turned and started walking back and Cathy said, “Oh No you don’t. You two need to talk. So go out and talk. No panties or stockings. I know you would enjoy the whole West Coast atmosphere. His balls contracted as he emptied his seed indian into his mistress, splashing her walls with his cum. What do you think?" "Hey," Antoine said. "I am so proud of all that you have done. “Hey baby” she said and moved in for a kiss. It saddens me a little that I never got to at least know my grandfather. Mia also had to admit that her breasts looked a bit small. A slow stream of tears trickles down her cheek. Captain Winston made an abrupt about face and marched down the corridor, out the front door to the waiting car. “You're just another notch on her bedpost.