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From billrrr@aol.com Tue Dec 05 08:56:23 1995
The following original story is a fictional work written by Lingus.
Comments and new story ideas are welcome via email.

The sexual practices described herein are neither suggested nor
condoned. Safe sex is always recommended. These stories are posted
solely for readers' fantasy enjoyment.

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On the Road With Ann...continued - Part 2

While we ate dinner, the conversation got pretty explicit and Ann
had her hands all over Norm. I don't think she touched his cock but
she might have; I couldn't see that part of their bodies. Norm
seemed uneasy about what she was doing and kept sneaking glances at
me, I guess to see my reaction. I tried to keep up the banter and
act composed even though I was getting pretty excited about the
situation. Finally, I felt I had to say something so that my
obvious agitation wasn't interpreted as displeasure.

"I hope you guys don't mind that my wife is such a flirt," I said.
"She really enjoys teasing young good-looking guys like you two,
especially after she's had a couple of beers. And don't worry. I've
gotten used to the way she is, and I don't mind."

Norm seemed relieved by my assurance but Justin looked more and
more like he wanted to join the fun. Since there was a limit as to
how far things could go at the restaurant, I rushed things along
and asked the waitress for the check so we could get back to the
motel.

"Is anybody interested in watching a sexy movie when we get back to
the motel?" I asked as we waited for my change.

"Sounds interesting," Justin replied.

"Yeah. Sounds good to me," Norm concurred.

"Great idea!" my wife agreed as she smiled broadly. She knew
exactly what sort of movie I was talking about.

For the last couple of years I'd been video taping as many of Ann's
escapades as possible. A few of the men haven't let me do it, but
most didn't mind. I guess they correctly reasoned that they were
safe because we weren't likely to use the tapes inappropriately for
our own sakes. Anyhow, we have accumulated several hours of very
hot tapes of Ann with other men. I planned to let Justin and Norm
see one of those tapes tonight. I was sure that before the tape was
over, their attentions would turn to playing with my wife and I
would be busy making another tape.

As soon as we entered our room, Ann began unbuttoning her blouse.
"I'd like to take a shower before we watch the movie. OK? I feel a
little grubby from being on the road." Ann finished removing her
blouse and skirt before stepping into the bathroom. Her audience
paid rapt attention until she disappeared and then Justin and Norm
went to their room while I got out one of our special movies. 

I couldn't wait for the movie to begin because I love the look on
men's faces when they first realize that the wanton slut that stars
in our movies is Ann. The movie I picked out was one we'd made a
few months ago on an outing we'd made to a country western bar a
hundred miles or so from home. 

The movie starts quite innocently as Ann selects the clothes that
she will wear for the evening. She brings various outfits out of
her closet and holds them up for me and the camera to review. When
we've made our choice the action warms up a bit as Ann removes her
robe and stands with her back to the camera while putting on some
pretty blue panties. She turns toward the camera just as she pulls
up her panties showing us a quick flash of her brown beaver. She
continues to face the camera as she puts on a matching bra. 

Once Ann is dressed the scene moves to the dance floor of the club.
I got a lot of shots of Ann flirting and dancing with many
different men including the ones she would later have sex with. My
wife gets bolder and bolder as she plays with her partners. She
even let a couple of them place their hand on her breast as they
danced. The movie goes from warm and playful on the dance floor to
absolutely torrid when it moves to the coach. There she and her
lovers waste little time in stripping down and getting it on in the
bed in the back.

Ann had a real good night that night as she successfully harnessed
five horny critters over the course of three hours. I was tired
just from watching and trying to catch all the action on video. Two
of the men came out to the coach together so Ann had her hands and
holes full. 

Norm and Justin returned to our room just before Ann emerged from
the bathroom. She was wearing an opaque robe that completely hid
her charms. Three sets of eyes watched my wife closely as she came
in and sat down on the bed. No one but Ann knew what, if anything,
she had on underneath.

"Let's see that movie, Will," Ann directed.

I got up and pressed "Play", wondering how long it would be before
one or both of the men would be up on the bed with Ann.

"Hey Ann! That's you," Justin said excitedly when she first
appeared on screen. He and Norm watched intently as Ann picked out
her outfit. When she slipped off her robe one of them whistled
softly. 

"Ooohh, nice!" Justin exclaimed as Ann turned to face the camera
and her bare 36d breasts come into view.

"Not bad for an old lady, huh?" Ann remarked. The guys were too
intrigued to reply.

"You're a good dancer Ann," Norm said as the scene shifted to the
dance floor. When Ann twirled quickly lifting her skirt nearly to
her waist, we all saw a quick glimpse of her sexy panties. They
were regular panties and not the kind meant to be seen like that.
Norm whistled his approval. 

"This is a neat movie," Justin commented as we got another glimpse
of Ann's blue undies. Just then came the first shot of one of her
dance partners with his arm around her neck and his hand on her
breast. We could even see him squeeze her lightly before the two-
some disappeared behind another pair of dancers. As I watched the
men for a reaction I saw Norm adjust his pants. He was getting hard
already.

For the next few minutes the screen was filled with flashes of
Ann's panties and hands grabbing feels. A couple of the men
voluntarily placed their hands on her breasts, but in one scene Ann
took her partner's hand and placed it on her breast herself. The
surprised look on the guy's face was priceless. The dance floor
scene ended temporarily with a shot of Ann's hand grabbing a good
hold of her first conquest's bulge. She used his cock as a handle
to lead him toward the door. 

Both Justin and Norm were now hard as rocks, and they made no
effort to hide their condition. Ann was still sitting on the bed
wearing an approving smile. It wouldn't be long now before the real
action began on the screen and also, most likely, off the screen as
well.

The scene on the screen shifted to the inside of our motorhome. I
had sneaked ahead and barely got inside in time to be waiting for
my horny wife and her new lover. As soon as the door was closed
behind them, my wife was on her knees in front of the guy. She
unzipped his pants and had his cock in her mouth so fast that I
almost missed getting it on tape. Fortunately I captured all of the
action although the shakiness of the picture revealed my own
excitement.

"Oh, my gawd!" Justin and Norm exclaimed in unison as they saw my
wife taking this strange man's cock in her mouth. They turned
around to look at Ann as if to say "is that really you?" Their
doubts instantly evaporated, however, when they saw that my wife
was lying on the bed completely nude with her legs and arms held
open in invitation. The fun was about to begin. I grabbed the
camera as the two of them climbed up next to her.

For the first couple of minutes the scene looked like two little
boys in a candy shop. Neither of them could decide what to do
first. Their attention shifted from one enticing part of Ann's body
to the other. Finally, she tried to bring some order out of the
chaos.

"All right, guys," she began. "Let's get organized. First of all,
neither of you is dressed for the occasion. Let's get those clothes
off. Then I want to suck on one of you while the other one of you
eats me. OK?"

Justin and Norm wasted no time in disrobing. Since Justin's cock
was the first to come into view, Ann grabbed it and popped it into
her mouth even before Justin had his pants completely off. Norm
finished disrobing and eagerly climbed between my wife's thighs and
went to work with his tongue on her slit.

On those times in the past when I didn't video tape the action, I
found myself busy masturbating as I watched my wife play with a new
toy or two. I almost always came very quickly because I found the
sight so incredibly exciting. Since I've started taping, I've
worked hard to concentrate on getting the best shots from the best
angles, and this has helped me keep from cumming until I could join
in or take my turn later. It really was a lot more fun that way.

"Time to trade places," my wife instructed as she paused briefly to
catch her breath. "Norm, you're very good at that. You must have
done it a lot," she went on as the guys climbed around her. Norm
didn't have a chance to answer before his cock was buried in Ann's
throat and he was absorbed in pleasure.

Justin must have been pretty good at eating pussy too because in a
few minutes I noticed that Ann had ceased her efforts on Norm's
tool. She seemed preoccupied with her own pleasure. In another
minute or so she started breathing erratically and then her body
shook as she came. Ann comes with gusto but fortunately for us in
our escapades she isn't loud about it. She just moaned softly and
said "Justin, that was marvelous."

Justin may have been pleased with the compliment but he certainly
wasn't satisfied. As Ann went back to work on Norm, Justin rolled
her on her side and slid up against her back. Ann sensed his
intention and lifted her leg to give him access. My camera and I
had a perfect view of Justin's hard cock as it found its way toward
its target. When she felt it's tip touching her, Ann reached down
to guide him in. A million butterflies let loose in my stomach as
I witnessed again the most erotic sight I've ever seen. Slowly the
head of Justin's throbbing organ spread Ann's cunt lips and
disappeared within. 

Although I've never known for sure how many cocks have duplicated
that act before I found out what she was doing...Ann says she never
kept track...Justin was number fifty-four since that fateful day
three years ago when I first caught my wife in bed with another
man. Each time I see it or even just hear about it the sensation is
still the same. Sometimes it's so intense that I cum just while
watching. This time with Ann wickedly pumping strange cocks at each
end could have caused this same result if I hadn't reached down and
squeezed the tip of my cock. I squeezed so hard it hurt before the
approaching climax receded. 

Justin couldn't hold out very long and soon I watched his cock
throb as it pumped its hot load deep in my wife's loins. She must
have been close to cumming herself because she reached down as
Justin's cock slid from her opening and rubbed vigorously on her
clit. I got a wonderful shot of my wife playing with her hot pussy
as a fresh load of cum leaked from it. 

Ann came quickly and frantically while the three of us men and the
camera watched. I was just starting to zoom back out to take in the
larger picture when a hard cock filled my viewfinder. Norm had
moved very quickly to get in position to take his turn. He didn't
pause to find his direction, but lunged firmly forward impaling Ann
on her second new cock of the evening. This time the sensation was
too much for me and came too quickly. As I tried valiantly to hold
the camera steady, I felt a spasm in my loins and looked down just
in time to see a load of cum shooting across the room. It landed on
the carpet just short of the edge of the bed.

"Damn!" I thought to myself, "a wasted one. It's a good thing there
are more where that came from."

Justin and Norm each did Ann twice before the evening was over. I
stopped taping after the first round was over so I could spend a
few minutes enjoying Ann's antics in a different way...I ate her
cum-filled cunt. Justin and Norm were amazed when they realized
what I was about to do.

"I know it seems weird," I said as I saw them still shaking their
heads in disbelief when I finished. "I couldn't believe it myself
the first time I did it." 

"How did it happen then?" Justin asked curiously. 

"One night when I arrived home from work in a particularly horny
mood, I took Ann into the living room, pushed her down on the
couch, pulled down her panties and dove in. I was delighted to find
that her pussy was even wetter than usual. I got even more excited
thinking that it was because she was really horny too. When I
noticed a strange sticky quality and a slightly salty taste mixed
in with Ann's normal fragrant juices, I commented about it."

"I told him that he hadn't given me a chance to tell him that I had
just spent the afternoon in our bed with Don and that just minutes
before he got home Don dumped his load in me," Ann continued the
story. "Don is one of his golfing buddies that I see every now and
then."

"Holy shit!" Norm exclaimed. "Do you mean that you fuck around with
your husband's friends?"

"Every chance I get," Ann confirmed. 

"Wow! That's incredible. I didn't know married people did things
like that," Norm continued. "Do their wives know?"

"I doubt it," Ann replied. "I certainly am not about to say
anything and I'm sure the men don't talk either, but I'll bet if
the women were completely honest they'd be grateful. After all
every time I haul their husbands' ashes is one less time they have
to do it...or get nagged at because they don't. According to the
men, most of their wives aren't too interested in sex. I know I
haven't heard any complaints from any of them, and none of the men
have stopped seeing me."

Justin's and Norm's reaction to this revelation of Ann's and my
unusual lifestyle changed from surprise to arousal as the
implications of all of this sank in.

"I think you guys are finally figuring it out, aren't you?" I said
as I saw the look of understanding in their eyes. "My wife loves
sex. She loves a lot of sex...a lot more than I could possibly give
her, even when I was much younger. She enjoys doing it with other
men and I love to watch her. It makes for a great match. You two
lucky guys are the latest ones she's picked out to play with.
You're off to a good start, but I sure hope you're not done yet." 

"No way!" Norm exclaimed. "I've just gotten started."

"Same here," Justin concurred.

The two men and my wife were soon engaged in another bout of love
making while I watched. I didn't count the number of times that Ann
came, but each of the men came twice more. Ann sucked one load of
cum from each of them and took the other in her ever-ready cunt.
When they were finished the three of them collapsed in a heap on
the bed. I wanted to take my turn too, but Ann begged me to take a
raincheck. She was fucked out.

When Justin and Norm regained their senses they stumbled off to
their own beds in the other room. I'd thought they might spend the
night in bed with Ann, but they'd had all they could take for one
night. I climbed into bed next to Ann and fell asleep as visions of
my slutty wife enthusiastically servicing two new cocks bounced
around in my head.

The next morning Ann was all smiles and happiness when she got up.
She's always that way after a great night of sex. Norm and Justin,
however, were quite subdued. I wasn't surprised because this was a
common reaction among the men whose first time with Ann included
spending the night. They seem to feel a combination of guilt and
embarrassment mixed with some uncertainty about how I will act
after I'd gotten a night's sleep. I always try to put them at ease
with some lighthearted comment to let them know everything is still
cool. It usually works although one time a guy silently gathered up
his stuff and sneaked out before we got up. Ann was particularly
disappointed about that because, as she said, "he was hung like a
horse".

By the time we'd eaten breakfast the guys were back in good spirits
and there was talk about how they were ever going to top last
night's experience. Needless to say, Ann was certain that the four
of us would find some way to surpass even this latest wild episode.

"Don't worry guys," I reassured them, "if Ann says it will get even
better you can count on it. I just hope you're both ready for it."

We were able to cover enough distance on our second day out that we
would easily arrive at our destination by early afternoon on the
third day. That night the first motel we stopped at only had one
vacancy. I decided to take it rather than calling around to find
another one. Although it would be less convenient with only one
bathroom in the morning when we were getting ready, there was no
need to be coy anymore about who would be where during the night. 

Ann put on her special warmup suit to wear to dinner. Since Norm
and Justin watched her dress, they knew that she had no underwear
on underneath. They didn't know, however, that Ann had made certain
changes in this otherwise ordinary looking nylon suit. She'd cut
slits in each pocket of the jacket so that you could put your hands
in her pockets and reach in and play with her bare breasts. Ann
pointed out this delightful feature to Norm as we walked out to the
car. He promptly caught on and as they walked in lock-step, her ass
rubbing against his crotch, he had his hands in her pockets and was
playing with her breasts. 

The other special feature of her suit would become apparent later
when we were seated in the restaurant. Again we found a booth in
back and Justin slipped in to sit beside Ann. He had one of his
hands in her pocket and was getting a nice feel when the waitress
walked up from behind him. Norm and I saw her coming but decided
not to say anything just to see how she and the lovebirds reacted.

Justin quickly and conspicuously removed his hand and blushed
several shades of red. Ann didn't seem to mind. As soon as the
waitress had left with our orders I noticed that Ann's hand was
busy in her own lap. Then she reached over and took Justin's hand
and placed it in her lap. In a few seconds Justin had a big smile
on his face as he discovered the other special feature of Ann's
outfit. She had cut open the entire seam of the crotch of the suit
and replaced it with a narrow band of velcro. Justin's hand had
just found the opening and I knew he was busy feeling up my wife.
The look of pleasure on Ann's face confirmed I was right.

Norm and I got a lot of laughs watching Justin eat dinner with one
hand while he played with my wife's wet slit with the other. I bet
him a beer that he couldn't make her cum right there at the table.
I lost as I knew I would.

As soon as they were finished eating, Ann and Justin headed out to
the van while I paid the check. Norm and I found them on the
backseat. My wife was still dressed. Justin was fucking her right
through the opening in her warmup suit. He came seconds after we
got there and Norm dropped his pants and picked up the rhythm
before Ann realized what was happening. This was much too much fun
to watch so I sat down and enjoyed the view. I didn't even notice
Justin taking his place behind the wheel and was startled when the
van suddenly started moving. Norm came just as I felt Justin
turning into the driveway of the motel. Perfect timing!

By the time we turned out the lights and went to sleep Ann had
three more loads of cum pumped into her. Justin and Norm each did
her once more and I finally got a turn as well. In the middle of
the night I got up to go to the bathroom and found that my wife was
sleeping between our two friends in their bed. She told me the next
morning that she'd gotten up too and was still feeling horny so she
got each of them up for one more fuck before they all collapsed.

When we arrived at our destination the next afternoon Ann was
feeling a bit sad. She figured that the threesomes that she'd been
enjoying for the last few days were a thing of the past. As I
negotiated our way toward their drop-off, they each got one of
Ann's special blowjobs instead of a kiss goodbye. I gave them the
address and phone number of the campground where we were headed.
They promised to either stop by later in the week or to come see us
when we were all back home. Ann didn't think we'd ever see them
again but I knew she was wrong.

"I think you're underestimating the importance of experience," I
assured her. "These guys may find lots of girls who'll put
out...even give them a blowjob...as best they can, but I doubt
they'll find any that do either as well as you do. Trust me.
They'll be back. In fact I'll bet they'll be back before they head
for home next weekend."

Our first night in camp was a quiet one. We were both exhausted
from the long trip, and Ann was especially tired since she'd gotten
so little sleep the night before. We didn't even think of going out
"fishing" for guys. That could wait a day or two.

We spent the next day getting ourselves set in camp. The awning was
put up, the stored furniture set up, and our personal items set out
where they'd be available when we needed them. We took the van into
town for some perishables that we would need and some items that
we'd forgotten. By dinner time we happily declared ourselves set
for the duration. We freshened up a bit and headed to our favorite
Mexican restaurant for a frozen margarita or two and some
enchiladas. Ann still hadn't said anything about being horny but I
knew her well enough to know that her taco must be getting warm. I
was right.

We were nearly finished eating dinner when I excused myself to go
to the men's room. When I returned Ann was chatting with Steve, our
waiter. He was a very friendly young man and Ann must have found
him interesting. 

"So you came all the way down here without your girlfriend," she
said as I slipped back into our booth.

"Fraid so," Steve confirmed. "She has one more semester of school
back in Pennsylvania."

"That must be really tough," my wife sympathized.

"For sure," he agreed. "I really miss her."

"But there are a lot of girls around here...especially this time of
year," Ann suggested.

"Yeah, I guess so," he replied, "but I'm not really interested.
Besides with this job I just don't have time to get around much."

"Too bad," my wife went on. 

Steve and Ann chatted for nearly half an hour. I added a comment or
two, but for the most part I just listened. It was obvious that Ann
was interested in Steve, although he seemed unaware of her
interest. The conversation kept coming back to the subject of
Steve's loneliness. Ann appeared to be very understanding and
concerned about his lack of a current sexual outlet, but I knew
that secretly she was delighted and probably getting wetter and
wetter by the minute. It was a scene I'd seen several times before
so I waited patiently for my cue. Finally it came.

"Well, Steve, I sure have enjoyed chatting with you," Ann finally
said. "I'd love to get to know you better, but we've kept you from
your work long enough. I've got to pee and then I think we'd better
be going," she continued as she looked at me.

"I've enjoyed it too and don't worry about my work. It's kind of
slow tonight, so I'm not very busy anyhow."

"Be right back," Ann said as she got up and headed for the ladies
room.

"Well Steve," I offered, "if you're not busy, why don't you come
with us out to our camp and we can chat a little more. I know Ann
would like that. She gets real concerned about guys who are away
from their girlfriends and likes to try to help them feel better."

"Let me get my last table their check, and I'll see what the boss
says," Steve responded as he left for the kitchen.

"Where did he go?" Ann asked when she returned. "He didn't leave
did he?" She sounded very concerned.

"No, he went to see if the boss would let him leave," I assured
her.

"Phew!" my wife muttered. "I was afraid he'd gotten away."

Just then Steve reappeared.

                          continued...

On the Road With Ann...continued - Part 3

"The boss says it's OK," he said, "but I hate to bend your ear any
more. It's been very nice of both of you to listen to my tale of
woe. I think I'll just go back to my apartment and get some laundry
done."

"Steve, we really would like to get to know you better," Ann argued
as she reached out and took his hand. "Come on over for a drink or
two and then Will can bring you back here. OK?"

"OK," he conceded, "but just one."

The three of us piled into the van for the short ride back to the
campground. Ann got into the back seat and invited Steve to join
her there. He meekly complied.

"I'm glad we're finally out of there," my wife confessed as I
started the van. "I wanted to talk more frankly with you, but I
couldn't do that in there. Steve, may I ask you a personal
question?"

"Yeah, I guess so," Steve answered tentatively. "What's the
question?"

"With your girlfriend so far away, aren't you getting terribly
horny?"

Steve nearly choked at Ann's explicit question.

"I..I..I guess so," he confessed nervously. "I mean I..."

"Oh, don't be shy Steve," Ann commanded. "We're all adults here and
we understand such things, don't we, Will?"

"Sure do," I agreed. "Been horny myself lots of times. In fact I'm
sorta that way now."

My wife didn't say anything, but instead reached her hand into
Steve's crotch. She gently but firmly grasped his soft cock. Steve
gasped and tried to push her hand away.

"Steve. Don't be difficult. I know what you need right now, and I'm
going to give it too you. Just lean back and let yourself go."

"B..B...But...your husband," Steve stammered. 

"Don't worry about him," Ann reassured him. "He knows that I have
a special interest in helping out sexy young guys like you when
they have a problem. He knows and he approves, don't you, Will?"

"That's right. With someone as talented at things like that as Ann,
it wouldn't be fair of me to keep her all to myself."

Steve must have been convinced because he offered no more
resistance as Ann unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She
just had time to suck it hard before we arrived back at our
campsite.

"Come on, tiger," Ann directed. "Let's get inside where we can do
this right." She led Steve by the hand into the coach while I held
the door. Steve numbly followed, his erect member still sticking
out of his pants.

Ann stripped off her clothes as soon as she was inside the door and
told Steve to do the same. In seconds they were in the back on the
bed. Steve was so engrossed in getting his ashes hauled that he
didn't notice that I had gotten out the video camera and was busily
shooting the action. Ann sucked his first load in just a couple of
minutes. She didn't give Steve time to recover, but went straight
to work getting him ready for round two.

Round two took longer but ended with Steve pumping another load,
this time into my wife's cunt.

"I can't believe this," Steve commented as he sat on the edge of
the bed catching his breath. "I've never heard of such a thing
before. I mean, I know some women fool around, but I've never known
a husband who let them do it. This is wild...really wild. Do you do
this a lot?" he asked looking at me.

"Every chance we get," I confided. "Ann likes lots of sex...lots
and lots of sex. I don't think she's ever been fucked out."

"Oh yes, I have," Ann disagreed. "I had all I could handle a couple
of nights ago," she said. "But that was a rare occasion."

"A couple of nights ago?" Steve said. "What happened then?" His
curiosity was aroused.

"Two guys who drove down with us did Ann pretty well," I replied.

"Two guys? Holy shit!"

Steve was even more astonished when he learned the extent of my
slutty wife's sexual appetite. By the time I drove Steve back to
his car, he had fucked my wife again and agreed to bring back a
couple of his buddies from work the next night.

"It's a deal then," I said as Steve got out of the van.

"Are you sure?" Steve asked. He still couldn't believe what had
happened to him tonight.

"Sure am, and don't disappoint Ann. She would be very upset if you
don't keep your promise." 

That was true. In spite of the great fucking that Steve had just
given her, I knew my wife was already looking forward to tomorrow
night. 

When I returned to camp, my wife was still lying on the bed with a
glazed look in her eyes and her cunt dripping from two loads of
another man's cum. 

"Tomorrow I'm going to have a real gang-bang," Ann finally said
when she saw me standing over her surveying her slutty condition.
"This old married woman's doing pretty well for herself." 

My wife's outrageous attitude and appearance was all it took to get
me hard, and I jumped on top of her and slammed my cock into her
sloppy cunt. In spite of her being pretty loose from all of the
plugging by Steve's large cock and overly lubricated by his two
huge loads, I still was able to add a third load to her treasure.
We both fell asleep feeling satisfied.

For the rest of our stay in Florida, Ann and I entertained Steve
and his buddies, Jose and Mel almost every day. Besides the regular
plugging that Ann got from this threesome, she also enjoyed an
encore with Justin and Norm who stopped by before they headed home.

"I knew they couldn't leave without at least one more shot at you,"
I reminded her. "I'll bet we'll see a lot of them when we get back
home again too. They know a good lay when they get one."

We stayed in Florida for seven weeks before packing up and heading
home. I'd thought about seeking help with the driving home, but Ann
said she thought she needed a few days break from fucking.

"I think my equipment is almost worn out," she confessed after our
last night which she spent getting fucked twice each by Steve and
friends.

I really didn't mind driving myself. My knee had completely healed
and we didn't have to push ourselves. As we headed out of camp
toward the freeway I turned to my wife and said "Well, if you get
desperate before we get home, I'm sure we can find a hitchhiker
along the way."

"Keep your eyes open," Ann replied with a lustful smile.
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