A weekend with Doug and Mich Pt5
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Pt 3At eight the following morning there was a tap at the bedroom door as Doug’s head peered around. “Are you decent?” he laughed and came in with a tray of coffee. He was naked, and came to the side of the bed. Dee was naked on her back, the covers exposing her naked breasts. “May I?” asked Doug. I smiled and he reached out his hand and cupped her left breast, squeezing and pinching her nipple. She opened her eyes and smiled up to him. “Good morning Doug.”He then came round to my side of the...
The email ended, “so how about coming round this weekend? After chatting for so long it seems to be right that we do some of the things we chatted about.”Doug & MichDee and I talked about it and without hesitation we agreed that we could go and we would know almost immediately if we wanted to stay with them.I replied quickly and said we would be coming over.It was Thursday night and excitedly we went to bed, made passionate love and huddled together with my cock straining in Dees cheeks we...
Mein Leben war eingefahren und eintönig geworden. Ich ( Frank 55) hatte nicht nur Probleme in meinen Job als Hausmeister, auch in meiner Ehe hing das Segel schief! Nicht das meine Frau ( Helga 33 ) mich nicht mehr geil machte, aber sie hatte kaum noch Lust auf Sex und ausser alle 14 Tage eine kurze Missionarsnummer, war bei ihr nicht drinnen. Am Anfang unserer Ehe hatten wir natürlich viel regelmässiger miteinander verkehrt, aber Helga verlor schnell das Intresse und die müden Ficknummern mit...
Name: steifbaerAlter: 52Augenfarbe: grünbraunHaarfarbe: dunkelbraunGröße: 2,03 mGewicht: ~110 kgKonfektionsgröße: XL-XXLPenis Länge: 19 cmDurchmesser/Umfang: 5 cmGekrümmt: NeinBeschnitten: NeinGroße oder kleine Eichel: dickSchuhgröße: 45Familienstand: soloWenn du in eine festen Bindung bist, wie lange schon: -Was gefällt dir an dir: mein rasierter Schwanz, wenn er abspritztWas nicht: da gibt es nichtsBist du rasiert: KlarWie rasierst du dich: nassWie oft rasierst du dich: täglichBist du...
Was würdest du sagen, wenn deine Frau dir ohne jede Vorwarnung sagt, sie würde es gerne mal sehen, wie du eine andere Frau fickst? Ich jedenfalls war völlig entsetzt! Kann das sein? Mein liebe Frau fordert mich zum Seitensprung auf? Was sich für manchen vielleicht traumhaft anhört, musste doch irgendeinen Grund haben! Ich wurde mißtrauisch. Hatte sie etwa selbst einen Liebhaber? Solange wir zusammen sind, habe ich sie nie betrogen, weder vor noch nach der Hochzeit. Nicht einmal im Traum hätte...
Mein Mann hat mich mit dieser Schwangerschaft reingelegt. Seine verdammte Bessesenheit bestand darin, dass ich ihn betrügen sollte. Ich liebe meinen Mann sehr und wollte ihm gefallen, aber wo ist die Grenze..... meine Taillenweite nehme ich an, hat ihn dazu gebracht. Eine ehemalige Kleider 36 bei 5'4“ mit langen fließenden flachsblonden Haaren und grünen Augen. Meine Beine sind lang und schlank mit einer schönen goldenen Bräune. Ich habe sehr große Brüste mit 36c die Titten sind ziemlich reif...
Interracialoder "Fetisch für alle" Aus meinem Tagebuch, meinen sehr versauten Gedanken, Phantasien und den Erlebnissen aus ebenso versauten Chats… Ich bin ein reifes, oft ziemlich geiles rothaariges Stück. Ich habe hier etwas entdeckt, daß für mich eine neue Form der Befriedigung darstellt und mir so viel gibt. Es ist mehr als nur eine Ergänzung meines Sexlebens; es ist eine grandiose Bereicherung. Das Wissen, Ihr befriedigt Euch beim Lesen meiner Masturbationsphantasien treibt mich an, verursacht Dinge...
FetishMein Name ist Mike und lebe in einer Großstadt. Ich bin 25 Jahre als und mein liebstes Hobby ist es in Strip Clubs zu gehen, oder einfach fremde Frauen klarzumachen und dann noch in der gleichen Nacht flachzulegen. Das gelingt mir auch recht häufig und so ficke ich mich von Woche zu Woche sozusagen durch die Stadt. Auch heute bin ich wieder unterwegs und zwar in einigen Bars bei denen es heißt, dass die Ladys leicht zu haben sind. Es dauert auch nicht lange, da fällt mir eine Brünette auf, die...
Hallo, mein Name ist Katharina und ich habe mich aus eigner Dummheit durch den Vaters meines Ex-Freund zu einer Hure machen lassen und muss jetzt für ihn anschaffen gehen! Mein Leben als Sexsklavin fing vor ein paar Jahren an, als ich noch in Liederbach im Taunus bei meinen Eltern lebte. Ich war vor einer Woche gerade 18 alt geworden, da lernte ich samstags abends Marcel auf der Geburtstagsfeier einer Schulfreundin kennen, wir verstanden uns auf Anhieb und lachten viel miteinander. Er, das war,...
TeenIch heiße Brigitte, 22, Polizeimeisterin und habe lange blonde Haare, im Dienst zu einem Pferdeschwanz zusammen gebunden, leuchtend blaue Augen, laut Anderen bin ich sehr hübsch. Mein Busen ist fest und nicht zu groß, ich habe eine Wespentaille, einen knackigen Po und sehr lange, schlanke Beine; meine 56 kg verteilen sich auf 1,76. An jenem heißen Sommertag hatten wir Befreiung von der Uniformjacke, und so fuhren mein Kollege und ich ohne Jacke, auch an jenem Abend waren es noch 28 Grad, und...
Als ich eines Abends früher nach Hause kam lag meine Frau mti einem anderen Kerl im Bett, ich dachte ich flippe gleich hier aus, den sie hatte mit ihm Anal Sex. das tat sie nichtmal bei mir. Sie wollte immer nur stink normalen sex und hat sich meist nur von mir schieben lassen und dabei hab ich ihr doch alles angeboten was neues zu versuchen die nächsten tage sagte ich kein wort zu ihr sie sollte es lernen ein paar tage später kam ich wieder mit den scheidungsunterlagen sie wusste wenn sie mich...
Als ich eines Abends früher nach Hause kam lag meine Frau mti einem anderen Kerl im Bett, ich dachte ich flippe gleich hier aus, den sie hatte mit ihm Anal Sex. das tat sie nichtmal bei mir. Sie wollte immer nur stink normalen sex und hat sich meist nur von mir schieben lassen und dabei hab ich ihr doch alles angeboten was neues zu versuchen die nächsten tage sagte ich kein wort zu ihr sie sollte es lernen ein paar tage später kam ich wieder mit den scheidungsunterlagen sie wusste wenn sie mich...
Micha and George on the Fourth of JulyMicha is a very sexy latina girl that I met just a couple of weeks ago. We had already spent several hours exploring and becoming intimately familiar with each other, body and mind. We discovered that we were both bisexual and had discussed a threesome, but made no firm plans. When she called me and asked me to join her and her boyfriend George for a holiday picnic, there was something in her voice that made me wonder. "Is there a threesome in the works?" I...
BRAT.TXT MICHAEL MICHELLE By Marcia Sampson Poor Karen. As if life wasn't hard enough for her, having to get up an hour before the sun to clean her landlady's house in exchange for rent, followed by a business day of taking care of two baby boys, one of whom was an uncontrollable antisocial brat, followed several nights a week by two or three hours cleaning someone's house after her all- day baby-sitting job...by...
10:15 A.M., Thursday, July 16, 2015 PLUR-MAkKikM, just outside Honolulu, HI “What do you mean there’s a song about us?” The distrust in the little girl’s eyes was still there. Well, she had reasons not to trust adults. She and her boyfriend had been harmed by police, courts, and Child Protective services. Ted also suspected that there was something more, something sexual, but didn’t think he should ask. “It’s not a song about you,” the man told the two kids. “But it is a song about two...
If you had told Michaela a month ago that she would be going to a occultist, she would have laughed at your face. If you had told her that she needed the occultist's help, she would have thrown a book at you. But Michaela was very different a month ago, and that is just the situation she found herself in. Michaela was a fairly typical American 16 year old. She went to high school, played soccer, and had very little clique of friends. She hadn't recently felt like she fit in with her...
Ich (33, 1,91m 82kg, kurze dunkelblonde Haare) war erst vor kurzem mit meiner Freundin zusammen in eine neue Wohnung in der Stadt gezogen. An diesem Nachmittag war ich alleine Zuhause und gammelte einfach auf dem großen neuen Sofa rum und daddelte ein bisschen mit der Fernbedienung rum. Meine Freundin musste an diesem Tag bis 18 Uhr arbeiten, jetzt war es gerade mal halb drei... Ich trug eine schlabbrige lockere graue kurze Sweatshirthose und ein weißes T-Shirt. Als ich fast wegdämmerte...
BDSMWhile this story is completely fictional it is directed at an era when dressing or acting of the opposite sex was considered taboo and thus it forced many people to be closeted. I hope you like this story and all comments good and bad are appreciated. Michelle was by all accounts a tom boy she loved to partake in activities normally associated with being a male . Michelle hated to be dressed in feminine attire and on every Sunday she hated having to wear a dress and fancy shoes as she would be...
She filmed me, wanking on to her panties, my small dicklette being rubbed furiously. She laughed as I groaned, telling me "nothing that small could feel real pleasure, imagine what a real mans cock would be feeling". She tapped my balls with her foot whilst I wanked - her only time "on camera" and laughed, telling me "thats not even got a cum full in there" laughing hard. I asked her if I could cum, and she said "Tiny dicklette, you have only been going 49 seconds, you have to cum already?"...
"No Anthony, no bodies every fucked me. Nobody ever wanted to." She answered. "You telling me the truth girl?" "Yes Anthony, of course, like I said I'd never lie to you. My mother use to fuck and suck cock all the time in front of me. So did my sister and my older brother to, sometimes. But nobody ever seemed to want to fuck me." Michele wasn't just saying this. Her self esteem and sense of identity was about as low as possible. Anthony was still skeptical however, his past...
Introduction: Encounter With Wifes Boss and His Wife I had known about Sues office escapades for several months now and still kept it a secret. I had seen Bill and Michelle several times and no one acted strange in any way, although I secretly had a massive desire to have sex with Michelle. We were invited to a cocktail party at Bill and Michelles house, with some of their friends and neighbors. Sue was the only person from the office invited and the party was a semi-formal get together that...
Why do I always feel so fucking fancy when I watch French porno? I feel like I should pop a bottle of nice wine and eat some snails while I butter up my long, throbbing baguette. (For the neckbeards out there in mom’s basement, remember to scrape the fromunda cheese off first.) Somebody just sent me a link to Jacque et Michel Elite, so I’m in exactly that kind of mood.JacquieEtMichelElite.com is brought to you by, you guessed it, Jacquie et Michel, who call themselves “the leading group in...
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France is known for many things: The Eiffel Tower, Napoleon Bonaparte, the Louvre, and beautiful women who don't shave their legs or armpits. That doesn't mean that the chicks on today's site are hairy. In fact, all the sluts I saw on JacquieEtMichelTV.net were so perfectly smooth that I would have licked them. Since it's a French site, I'll spend some wine on them afterwards. But since I'm American, I'll drink a cubitainer instead of a glass.Jacquie et Michel is a network that is the leader in...
Top Premium Porn SitesBy LonewolfChapter OneShe sauntered her way across the living room, her naked feet gently padding across the soft carpet. As Sherri moved closer to the German Shepherd lying on the floor, she lightly caressed her naked body, raising her level of excitement. Since she was home alone and her live-in boyfriend was not due to be home for several hours, Sherri decided to let Jasper help her relieve the sexual tension she woke up to. She had managed to bring herself off twice already this morning...
-Cotton Mather *** “Zoe,” Michele said, “I don’t think we should be doing this.” A draft blew through the basement as both girls crouched on the concrete floor, still wearing bits and pieces of their trick or treat costumes. Zoe was dressed as a witch; Michele was her black cat. It was almost midnight. They were supposed to be asleep hours ago, but Zoe‘s mother had gone to a grown-up Halloween party with her boyfriend, and as soon as their car pulled away the girls crept down...
This story is fiction; although the placenames used in this story do exist; the events described in this story never actually occurred. Any resemblance to anyone anywhere (except to Michele who is actually me) is coincidental. The story contains explicit sex and violence, and explores themes involving transvestism and non-consensual sex. If any of these themes disturb you then please do not proceed. Feedback and constructive criticism is always welcome. xxx Michele...
Michele ended up sandwiched between the Predator and the stranger who occupied the corner of the booth. She heard her subjugator murmur something about 'red' which she didn't understand. She certainly understood the implication of the next sentence that he spoke, "Look what I bought us to play with!"Then she was forced to turn her face towards the Predator who kissed her and then he turned her towards the other man who also kissed her. The stranger had recently shaved and smelled of the shower...
MICHELE AND PREDATOR By Michele Nylons The predator peered through the bedroom window and smiled; he couldn't believe his luck. This woman was just to his taste; he felt himself begin to stiffen as his eyes devoured her; he couldn't wait until he had his hands on her. In his mind he played out the scenario that he envisaged would soon take place. His thickening member began to engorge and throb. The predator had been terrorising the city for months; always preying...
It began when I started college. I moved from a farm to a nice little city, around 66,000 people or so. You know, the kind of city that has crime, but it hides out until after dark. It was here that I first met Michele. Michele was the first girl I really knew in college. I didn't yet know why she was so friendly, but it didn't matter. I was in a new city and it's always a good idea to make friends. Michele's life was an open book, if you had the time and patience to read it. I...
The predator peered through the bedroom window and smiled; he couldn't believe his luck. This woman was just to his taste; he felt himself begin to stiffen as his eyes devoured her; he couldn't wait until he had his hands on her. In his mind he played out the scenario that he envisaged would soon take place. His thickening member began to engorge and throb.The predator had been terrorising the city for months; always preying on attractive, middle-aged women who lived alone. He would break into...
Michele drove carefully through the cold wet dark streets. She was not used to using the accelerator and brake pedals of her compact sedan in high heels and she was debating whether to pull over and unbuckle the strap of the high heel on her right foot and kick it off. She didn't want to bring attention to herself by stopping on the deserted street but she was concerned that she might commit a driving offence if her shoe slipped on the accelerator or brake pedal. She had deliberately chosen...
The Predator was satisfied with his first taste of the woman who he had bent over the kitchen table and held captive; but he was far from finished with her. The snooty bitch had been taught her first lesson for the evening; his warm issue dribbling down her stockinged legs was evidence of that. "I bet she's never been taken in the rear before," he thought to himself. He was still befuddled why she was wearing pantyhose under stockings though? Maybe she had really bad varicose veins or maybe her...
MICHELE AND PREDATOR - PART VI By Michele Nylons Michele ended up sandwiched between the Predator and the stranger who occupied the corner of the booth. She heard her subjugator murmur something about 'red' which she didn't understand. She certainly understood the implication of the next sentence that he spoke, "Look what I bought us to play with!" Then she was forced to turn her face towards the Predator who kissed her and then he turned her towards the other man who also...
MICHELE AND PREDATOR - PART V By Michele Nylons The Predator walked over to one of the stalls and grabbed a handful of toilet paper from the dispenser and then strolled over to the ottoman. He looked at the transvestite whore lying there, her lovely blonde bob and white nylon blouse were covered in the biker's semen, her stockinged thighs spread wide crudely displaying her red nylon panties soaked in her own emission and that of the biker who had fucked her. With her leather mini...
CHAPTER 22B: OUR SECOND/FIRST HONEYMOON, PART 2The next morning they awoke early in the morning and were on the beachside porch, naked and their feet up on the railing looking out over the morning ocean when Nancy arrived with coffee and fresh cut fruit. She announced herself and Tim called for her to bring it out to the porch. She set the tray on a table and poured coffee for each, “How are you guys doing this morning? You all look more refreshed than yesterday morning.”Barb chuckled, “Well,...
MICHELE AND PREDATOR - PART III By Michele Nylons The Predator was stunned; it dawned upon him what had happened; he had fucked and been fellated by a transvestite. A man dressed as a woman! He looked at the pathetic sight lying before him on the bed and laughed. He thought to himself that she was just as good as any 'real' woman he had fucked; and she sure wasn't going to be telling anybody about this evening, that's for sure; you could see the look of terror and disgust in her...
CHAPTER 22A: OUR SECOND/FIRST HONEYMOONShe was a little taken aback despite the warning and description they had given her. She felt a hand on her elbow guiding her and she looked to see Tim moving her to follow their luggage to the registration counter. Behind it was a beautiful young woman who was topless, thong panties, sheer wrap around her shapely hips, and high heels. She wore her name tag on a slim chain around her neck which hung between her ample breasts. She greeted them by name,...
Michele and Polly sat in Michele’s lounge drinking tea and smoking. “So? Inspector Burgess?” Michele asked. “Well you know the Matron runs a prostitution ring and that most of the clients are the elite of CMH and the hoi polloi who make up their close circle of friends,” Polly went on. “Well us girls and our punters need protection. We need protection from other organisations that provide similar services and our punters need protection from anyone who might use their peccadillos to...
Michele was raised in extreme poverty in the rural Northeastern US. Her family was traditional white trash. While she was a rather cute, petite strawberry blond she had a bit of an acne problem, wasn't overly attractive and in addition was naive, submissive and extremely shy and quiet. Never a very good student and all but invisible socially she kind of just drifted out of school a couple of years before graduating. She was almost a nobody and basically saw herself as a nonentity. With her...
CHAPTER 12B: RE-NEWED BEGINNINGS - EVENING WITH CARLOS When Tim and I arrive at the club, I am stunned. I never knew about this place. It is very nice. Tim drives up and stops outside the main entry. A young man comes up to open my door and then park the car. My heart skips a moment because I know what he will see when I move to step out of the car. He opens the door and offers a hand. I take it and he is focused on me. I swing both legs out together but as I shift forward to get out, my dress...
Check out Michele's pictures in the gallery titled "Streetwalker-Michele"Michele was raised in extreme poverty in the rural Northeastern US. Her family was traditional white trash. While she was a rather cute, petite strawberry blond she had a bit of an acne problem, wasn't overly attractive and in addition was naive, submissive and extremely shy and quiet. Never a very good student and all but invisible socially she kind of just drifted out of school a couple of years before graduating. She...
The four Wrens of Collins Division woke at ‘call the hands’ at 0640. Doris had got out of bed at 0600 to prepare breakfast and was in the galley. She’d tried her best to do her makeup and dress like a Wren but she still looked like a ‘scranbag’; not that it mattered, in the steam filled, greasy kitchen. Her hair was matted and her makeup ran as she sweated over breakfast. Michele, Polly and Mary shaved and took their time applying makeup, pulling on and brushing their wigs and dressing in...
CHAPTER 52E: HOLIDAYS ON THE ISLAND: ENJOYING PARADISE, CONTINUEDIt surprised everyone, but mostly the three residents of the estate, how quickly the general routine was modified and accepted as a result of the change in attitude and behavior of Marie. Our nudity around the house and property and ‘formal’ nudity at night for dinner still caused frequent hard-ons for Carlos and Anthony but they were far from complaining. Especially, since this wasn’t teasing or a ‘hands-off’ lifestyle change of...
CHAPTER 17C: MOM AND THE WEEKEND, CONTINUEDSunday morning, unlike the previous morning, Mom is up before us. When I open my eyes to the new day, Mom isn’t in bed with us. I try to remember exactly how we were arranged when we went to bed and I feel like she had to have been between Tim and me. But that had to have been only because that has typically been the arrangement when Mom sleeps with us. But she couldn’t have been. How could she have gotten out of bed without waking both of us if that...
CHAPTER 15A: EUROPE—THE FLIGHTTim called one night all excited. He said he had conversations with Mr. R who presented a proposal that sounded like a wonderful opportunity that we needed to seriously discuss and decide if it fit within our established limits and boundaries. That’s one of the reason I love this man so much, even after all the changes our life has gone through and the familiarity of sex within our lifestyle, he was still paying close attention to the limits and boundaries. Knowing...
Continued from ‘The Liquor Store – Hooked’ (part 2). It had been a while since we played with Mike, Michelle’s hung stud. Many different things had been going on. My wife, Michelle had started working with a catering company and our store had started supplying the liquor for special events like weddings. Michelle was constantly traveling between the store and the catering company, improving our business but by the end of the day, she was usually exhausted. On a rare slow night, we decided to...
Continued from ‘The Liquor Store - Hooked’ (part 2).It had been a while since we played with Mike, Michelle’s hung stud. Many different things had been going on. My wife, Michelle had started working with a catering company and our store had started supplying the liquor for special events like weddings. Michelle was constantly traveling between the store and the catering company, improving our business but by the end of the day, she was usually exhausted. On a rare slow night, we decided to...
Wife LoversCHAPTER 49: A CELEBRATION AND …The following couple of days we were a little protective of Helen. As could be expected, she was a little sore for the two day and one night of constant availability to a dog just learning what it was like to have a human female for mating. Both Mom and I insisted on her taking several baths of mineral solutions to stimulate soothing and the hot tub in the evenings when it was cool. She accompanied us on the morning runs and for the first times the three of us we...
CHAPTER 25: HI, I’M HELEN, YOUR SISTER!I almost leapt out through the door, but Mom jump across the opening and pulled me further into the house. “No, you can’t go out there like this. Not in front of the Sheriff and this girl. You have to stay quiet and see where this goes.”“But, what is she up to? I don’t have a sister. I’m an only c***d. You said that dad was your first. You got married young and I came along.”“All that is true, dear. So we need to hear what she means but not like this....
The Predator was stunned; it dawned upon him what had happened; he had fucked and been fellated by a transvestite. A man dressed as a woman! He looked at the pathetic sight lying before him on the bed and laughed. He thought to himself that she was just as good as any 'real' woman he had fucked; and she sure wasn't going to be telling anybody about this evening, that's for sure; you could see the look of terror and disgust in her eyes. He might as well enjoy the rest of the evening. He...
CHAPTER 9B: THE PLANE Tim had his bag packed the night before. I had a cosmetics case. That’s it. No clothes. Nothing. Yes, this was feeling a little intimidating. Since our limits discussion I had become quite comfortable around the house naked. A few almost embarrassing moments at the door, but it worked out. Even Cody was getting more used to seeing me naked all the time and didn’t seem to need to mount me constantly. After all, how much fucking can this girl take? Yeah, okay, I admit it, a...
As soon as her husband was gone thru the gate leading to the plane, she was looking for a phone. She spotted one, about 25 feet from her. Those 25 feet became the longest she has ever gone thru. Her feelings were so mixed, spinning in her head, that she did not realized that she had made the call. The voice of the hotel clerk answering brought her to reality. In a fast voice she asked for the room. And then it was the wait for his voice. Her breathing was fast, almost as when she was a...
CHAPTER 55B: MICHELE’S HEDONIST CRUISE – THE SHIPOnce the customs agent cleared us, I gave the two couples a hug as we gathered our luggage. One of the women said softly, “Thank you for a wonderful start to this adventure, Michele. We will be looking forward to enjoying your talents more during the cruise.”“Thank you, Ma’am. I am sure Anthony has similar plans for my availability for the four of you. And speaking candidly, Ma’am, I have always enjoyed our time together.” We are both sharing...
CHAPTER 55A: MICHELE’S HEDONIST CRUISE We received a call from the estate, and to our delight, all three of them are on the phone on speaker. I asked them to talk to Tim while I run to get Mom and Helen so we could also use the speaker for a group conversation. We gather in Tim’s home office, I am naked except for the negligee, stockings, and heels, our usual attire for evenings at home. As Mom and then Helen come into the office and find a place to sit, I become curious. We, of course, are all...
CHAPTER 33: WEEKEND ENTERTAINMENT – THE WEEKEND CONCLUSIONThe guys were raring to go for some fishing. They KNEW they had a great spot identified so we were racing for the spot after I kept them waiting. Well, racing was relative. For this barge we were racing along but we certainly weren’t going to be passing anyone else unless it was another houseboat.I made my way up to the top deck with a small cooler of bottled water, a large towel and sunscreen. Even though I spend a lot of time outside...
CHAPTER 23B: THE HONEYMOON BECOMES MORE…..MUCH MOREWith that Mom picked up her dress and we both picked up our heels and followed Marie to the house. She took us up to a spare suite, not ours. She saw my concern, “Everything you will need is in here or will be brought in.” Entering the suite, it looks like the others only the others didn’t have two stylists and chairs waiting inside. Mom just froze but Marie gently guided us into the bathroom. “Shower and everything else that you need to in...
CHAPTER 23A: THE HONEYMOON BECOMES MOREFor once I am the first one to rise. And it is our last morning. Am I anxious? Excited? Certainly not to leave. I find myself with one arm over Tim and Mom’s arm over mine. I slowly pull my arm out from under Mom’s and slip out of bed. I do the bathroom thing and quietly move out to the beachside porch. I love this place and the memories I have had here each time we have come. So what was that? Maybe nothing, just thoroughly satisfied and content. Happy...