Subject: Initiating Our New House (MF, Mf, FF, Ff, incest, beast)
Written by: Sarah Cuccio <mommystripper@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Wed, October 8, 2008 11:32:39 AM
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Dear Kelly,
I'm sorry I haven't written in so long, but I've been so fucking busy. We moved
and it was the move from hell but it was worth it. We LOVE our new home and we
feel right at home. I always resisted giving up our old house since it was mine
and mine alone. I bought it on my own and I knew no one could ever take it from
me or tell me what to do in it but now that I'm with David, my feelings have
changed and I trust him like I have no other man before. I willingly give
myself and my daughters to him and leave ourselves vulnerable to him. I know
he'll treat us good and take care of us (not that I need him to). This is OUR
house, not mine and I feel good about the "OUR". Of course you know, we're
going to have to have a "housewarming" party (and more than just the house is
going to be getting warm if you know what I mean--haha).
It has five bedrooms, four fireplaces (the master bedroom, library, living room
and family room, (there's also a faux fireplace in the kitchen that serves as a
"nook" for the range and ovens...it looks so cool), 4 1/2 baths, a swimming pool
with an adjacent Jacuzzi built into it on one end. It has a 3 car garage, a
library and a huge game room. It is so beautiful. It is perfect and more than
I ever dreamed of. It's going to take my husband and I both working though to
pay for it but believe me--it will be a labor of love!
David carried me and my daughters across the threshold when we finally got the
key and we promptly "baptized" the house by taking our clothes off and all four
of us made love on the floor in the living room (It makes you appreciate pillows
and mattresses--OUCH!!).
We have a huge back yard which has a brick fence around it and huge trees which
shade the house but leave the pool open to the sunshine. NO ONE can see into
our back yard from the neighboring houses. They are all far enough away that
they can't look down from upstairs into our yard and the fence is high enough
that you'd have to be a giraffe (or on a ladder to see over it). It's perfect
for nudists, not that I care if anyone sees me, but I don't think my neighbors
would appreciate our "family activities".
We finally have all our furniture moved in but we are still busy unpacking.
Dana is thrilled about the house. She is precious. She never said anything
about it while we were looking for a new place but she was worried she wouldn't
have a place in our new house if we moved. We never said anything to her or
even thought about talking to her about it because we just took it for granted
she'd be moving in with us. After all she is part of our family and I feel she
has just as much right to my husband as I do, after all she is his sister (I
feel as if she is MY sister too, not just my lover). Anyway, after we got the
key and we asked her which room she wanted, she broke down in tears because she
realized we still wanted her (as if we'd ever even consider not having her in
our home). Even David got teary eyed about it and we ended up making love in
her new room (right next to ours). David and I didn't choose the Master Bedroom
because it's on the other side of the house and we didn't want to be separated
from the girls so we actually have one of the smaller bedrooms and share one of
the baths with Dana. The girls each have their own rooms sharing another bath,
but you know us. So far, four of the five bedrooms have gone unused. It might
seem a little "white trash" but by consensus, we've decided (for now at least),
not to even put up a bed frame in our room. Instead, we've just put two king-
sized mattresses and foundations next to each other on the floor and made one
huge bed for all of us. I don't know why we never thought of this before. The
girls of course have their rooms all made in case they have guests they don't
care to share.
It's an awesome house and I'm looking forward to the housewarming party. The
new place is made for entertaining.
Kristen looks like she's about to burst. SHe is simply beautiful and gets
sexier the larger her tight belly grows. She's becoming insatiable too and when
David gets home from out of town, she wears him out. She almost doesn't leave
anything left for us. She makes up for it when her dad is gone though. She
wears US out and believe me, we're not complaining. I raised my daughter right
and she is a wonderful lover. I was so moody when I was pregnant with Kristin
and Hannah but Kristin has been wonderful to be around (even though her cravings
were driving us crazy for awhile--that is until we learned to keep an extra jar
of mayo and a case of Vienna sausages on hand for emergencies).
The down side to getting the new house is that David and I are going to have to
work more hours for awhile. David's work is affected by the seasons to a degree
so he's going to put in as much extra work as he can before cold weather and
snow sets in. Unfortunately this means we could be seeing less of him than
normal for awhile. I've been dancing 6 nights a week lately myself. Speaking
of which, I was speechless the other night after giving a man a lap dance in the
back room. Either he was a fool or else he had money to burn because he gave me
TEN one hundred dollar bills folded neatly into a little bundle, sticking them
into my garter. This was in addition to a token tip to share with the house.
Normally I don't do it but I ended up not only giving him a blow job to show my
appreciation but ended up letting him fuck me too.(with a condom---YUCK!! but
I'm a married woman now and this, after all was a stranger that I knew nothing
about, so I had to take precautions). I felt he deserved SOMEthing more than a
lap dance for that kind of tip. No, I didn't feel like a prostitute because he
was paying me for something else. I just gave him the sex for free.
I was a bit concerned though when he came in the next night though and asked for
me again. He's a nice looking man and looks to be in his late 40s or early 50s
and this time he tipped be TWICE as much saying he felt he owed me a bit more
for the little extra "sumpthin-sumpthin" I gave him.. I was sorely tempted to
decline because no matter how much money he gives me and no matter how much
freedom my wonderful husband gives me, I don't want a customer to think he can
come in whenever he's horny and get to fuck me. I'm no fool though and I took
it (and yes, I let him fuck me again) but this time I told him that at the risk
of not getting anymore tips from him, I was a happily married woman and can't
keep fucking him. He told me he just wanted to show his appreciation for my lap
dances and really wasn't expecting to get to fuck me for the tip. I asked what
he did for a living that he had so much money to throw around and he said he
worked as an "Exec for GM". Dave use to work for GM so I'm going to ask about
him to see if he knows him. Anyway, after we fucked I ended up giving him a
blow job too. $3000 (not to mention my tips from other customers) isn't bad
though for two nights work. Maybe I OUGHT to consider being a prostitute
(haha).
Ashley acted jealous of me but finally admitted she was proud of me. She called
in the second night because she wasn't "feeling well" so imagine my surprise
when I came home to find her in bed with my husband, asleep in his arms (the
adulterous little bitch and my "cheating" husband!--haha). I showed them
though, I woke her up sucking on her huge puffy nipples and ended up riding on
my husband as he penetrated me with his huge fleshy piston, lubricated with her
sweet juices. Actually, I love to see them together. She said she was feeling
better and when David called to see how she was doing (he's so sweet that way
and checks up on ALL "his girls"), his call quickly turned to phone sex and they
ended up mutually agreeing to get together to get serious..
I talked her into spending another night wth us last night. We got up early
this morning to check on our latest flip. We want to try to flip at least 3
more properties before winter gets here to help keep us afloat for awhile.
Actually, coming home to see my husband in bed with someone is getting to be
common lately. I'm surprised that I am so cavalier about it considering it's
one of the reasons I left Kristin's and Hannah's biological dad. The difference
though is that now it's because it's the way I want it to be. David isn't
cheating on me and doing it behind my back. In fact he's actually pretty
reluctant (no really, he is). David isn't belittling me like their "sperm
donor" was and making me feel worthless and like shit. David adores me and
lifts me up. I just like to keep him happy and satisfied. I know he loves me
and I come first so why shouldn't I share him. I know that no matter how many
other women David is with (or even loves for that matter) he doesn't love me any
less. In fact, I think he loves me and appreciates me more. Besides, its just
as much an act of love on my part for my friends as well. Why shouldn't I share
my husband with my friends. I love Ashley and her family (and the other "girls"
in our circle, and it makes me feel good to see them all bonding and loving one
another. (Speaking of which, has your mom and her friend Tammy gotten together
again with your dad lately?). Besides, who can blame them. I have been blessed
with a hot desirable hunk of a man. I can't fault my friends for wanting to be
fucked by him and I love to show him off. I guess I'm a little mean wanting to
show them what they are missing and giving them a small taste, knowing he's all
mine.
It's a little exciting too, almost like cheating without cheating. It adds a
bit of fun and spice to our relationship (not that there isn't enough already).
I am so fucking lucky. I simply can't understand women who wouldn't kill to have
what I have but criticize and condemn me instead. Oh well, I'm not going to
lose sleep over it. I use to count my blessings but I can't count that high
anymore.
I have come home to find not only Ashley but her mom, Nancy and sister Lorna as
well (along with at times, Mattie and Ashley's four girls together or
individually in various combinations) in bed with my husband. They try to be
clandestine about it, even though they know they have my blessing, so it makes
it hotter when I walk in on them and catch them in the act. It's fun to see
them getting all embarrassed. Only Ashley and the twins are the only ones bold
enough not to care if I walk in on them with my husband. To be honest, Ashley's
four girls think my husband is at their disposal 24-7. One time Ashley said the
twins wanted to spend the night at my house. She knew that I was working that
night so I know she meant "spend the night with my husband" (the cute little
sluts!). Anyway, when Ashley and I got home after work, I walked in to see all
three of them sound asleep in bed. Sophie was laying on top of David,
straddling him with his long cock, laying limply across her thigh, propped
against her little bald pussy, her lips and but cheeks sticky with partially
dried semen. He head was laying on my husbands chest, drool dripping out of her
sweet little open mouth. Rachel was snuggled next to him, head buried into her
shoulder with one arm draped over the small of her sister's back and her thigh
draped across my husband's masculine strong thigh, her pussy pressed against
him, wedged tightly against his thigh. David's arms were around both of them.
It was so sweet and such a beautiful sight that I took a picture of it. We
kissed the girls and I kissed my husband. Ashley and I stood there for a few
moments, listening to them snoring blissfully, sounding like kittens purring
("sex kittens" is more like it), as we held each other in our arms. Not wanting
to disturb them (not to mention getting a bit horny as Ash began caressing my
ass and tickling the top of my crack with her fingertips), Ashley and I went to
the girls room and slept there that night (My girls were with hers, doing God
knows what at her house for the night).
I have been growing closer and closer with Nancy (Ashley's mom) and Lorna (her
sister) as well. Neither one of them is really into girls, but that hasn't
stopped them from trying it out more and more often. Who knows, they might be
converts and just not realize it yet. They certainly don't back down from any
opportunities, that's for sure.
We had sort of a scare recently too. There for a bit, we thought Nikki might be
pregnant (God knows she wants David's baby bad enough and he certainly isn't
resistant to that idea). She is so in love with my husband that when she turns
18 she's simply going to have to move in with us. She takes so many risks with
him. She refuses to use any kind of protection and when he's inside of her she
doesn't want him to pull out when he cums. When he is getting ready to cum it
triggers her own orgasm and she goes wild and loses all sense. I suppose sooner
or later we're going to have to face that situation because the way she's going
she is GOING to get pregnant by him before long. She hangs out with a lot of
boys as well as girls at school (after all, she is such a little hottie that
guys swarm around her wanting to get into her pants) so it'll be easy enough to
convince her parents she was knocked up by one of them. Her parents are so
naive (almost simple) and they really have no clue as to what their daughter
does when she's not at home. That's good for us though I suppose. At least
they don't seem to have a clue that it's my adult husband that is mating and
breeding their daughter. Considering the feelings growing between Nikki and the
rest of my family, David and I have been sitting down with her a lot lately
talking about pregnancy and marriage. The more we talk about it the more it
seems right and the more we want her to be part of our family. The girls on
both on board with this too which is the most important thing. Nikki and my
Kristin are blatantly open with their affection for one another at school and if
not for the fact that Kristin is a known slut with a reputation for fucking,
she'd be labeled as a lesbian for sure. Nikki already is labeled since she
shows little interest anymore with boys her own age at school. This hasn't
stopped either of the little minx's from being popular though at school
(especially among the horny teenage boys).
I am growing to love Nikki more and more as time goes on. In fact, I'd feel
comfortable in saying that I'm falling IN love with her. Yes, I think of her as
a daughter, and even as a little sister, but I have to admit that those feelings
are beginning to take a back seat lately to my feelings of her as a lover. She
is growing so quickly in maturity, wisdom, experience and responsibility that it
truly is hard to remember sometimes that she is only a 12 year old. I guess it
might seem strange, but I guess when you get down to it, to most everyone else,
I DO have a pretty strange life. I wouldn't change a thing about it though. I
am fulfilled and happy and right with God.
One of the things I asked Nikki is if she ever thought about fucking her own
dad. I was sort of surprised (actually now that I think of it, it was more
disappointment than surprise), at her reaction which was basically, "EEEEWWW!!
No WAY! That'd be GROSS!!". I asked her "What about David and MY daughters?"
She thought about it and just said, "That's different!... That's okay!" When I
asked her how it was different, she just said, "I don't know. It just is".
I have been having quite a few heart to hearts with Kristin lately too as her
due date quickly approaches (and with Hannah about being a new aunt and what the
new changes will mean for her). Kristin has decided to be open with the new
baby about sex and says she will raise her children the way she was raised. She
said I was a wonderful mom and she couldn't think of anyone else she'd prefer
and wants to raise her children in the same way. She plans to begin by
masturbating them while they nurse and when she puts them to bed. I can't think
of a better, more loving way to be nurtured and I only wish my dad would have
had the opportunity to have been that way with me. I wish he could see my
daughters now and I wish he could be alive to make love with them. I think
masturbating your children is a very loving act, and very comforting making them
feel loved and safe and secure. I think if more parents did this then there
would be less children with stress and other mental conditions. I think my
daughter will be a wonderful mother and I am so proud of her, how mature and
responsible and loving she is.
Speaking of nursing, David teases her saying his new child/grandchild will end
up starving to death because he intends to suck her breasts dry. I told him
he'd have to get in line behind me. Of course we are only teasing but I for
one, definitely intend to get a frequent taste of my daughters breast milk. Her
once tiny breasts, although beautiful as they were, are getting quite large and
round. They are so firm, I can't help but be a bit jealous. David can't seem
to get enough of the soft warm orbs of jiggly flesh. I'm sorry you've never had
an opportunity to taste your own mom's breast milk (since you were a baby). It
really is wonderful and I've been blessed with ample tastes from Mattie and
Susan.
Our new back yard is wonderful. It's so big and it gives us so much privacy and
freedom. We can be naked in our back yard and sunbathe, swim and make love out
in the open under the sun and in the fresh air. In fact, the girls have already
christened the back yard with me and (you guess it) Adam! It's so cool being
able to do it outside in the open (something we never dared to do at our old
house where we had to confine such activities to indoors).
Speaking of "animals" and "outdoors", I have probably the biggest news I have
told you about in a long time (and something I think you have been waiting to
hear about). Both of my daughters have finally been with a horse!! I am only
sorry my husband wasn't there to see it (although when he heard about it he was
so turned on he took them both right there before they finished telling him
about it). Being a man, I don't think he fully understands the motherly pride I
feel with my daughters, but it doesn't stop him from being excited for them (or
just plain excited for that matter).
Ashley has a friend who lives in Jackson Michigan who owns some property on a
lake. Her husband is a doctor and they started raising horses a little over a
year ago. The friend, Josie, is crazy about horses and has a degree in
equestrian science or something like that and even though she has ridden horses
all her life, she never had any of her own until now. Anyway, when Ashley found
out she had horses, a light clicked on in her head---a very naughty light and
she managed to get us invited to come "ride" sometime so we excitedly accepted
the invitation.
To be honest, I was a bit surprised when I met Josie. If I hadn't been told she
was happily married, I would have taken her to be a hardcore dyke. She was VERY
butch and masculine (a little too much for my taste I have to say). Ashley
confirmed that even though she has experimented with girls (including Ashley)
she is very much into men. Anyway, we went riding once with the girls and with
Josie and she turned out to be a very nice lady (although I kept imagining her
to have a large cock hidden away inside her blue jeans---I know, I'm bad). She
said we were welcome to come back anytime and I suggested maybe the next
weekend. She said she and her husband wouldn't be there but we could come
anyway. She told us how to get in and where all the riding tackle was kept and
Ashley and I looked at each other smiling. It was evident what we had on our
minds and I knew then and there, we'd definitely be back the next weekend.
(just a quick note: I found out later that Josie does more than just ride her
horses, but lets them "ride her" as well (which could explain her lifelong love
of horses), but despite this, I didn't know how she'd react to knowing about my
relationship with my children so I didn't try to "get together" with her as well
although maybe another time with just Ashley and me...).
The next weekend though (Two weekends ago now) we all piled into David's van and
drove to Jackson. Ashley's girls opted to stay with David and given a choice
between my husband and a horse, if I had been them I'd have made the same
decision despite the excitement and anticipation of such an adventure. Anyway,
it was just Ashley, Kristin, Hannah and me.
I was a bit concerned when we got there to find a neighbor there at the stable
to help us get the horses saddled and ready. I've done enough riding that I
didn't need help (and would have just as soon gone bareback) but Josie thought
she'd help us out by having someone there. Thankfully though, he had no
interest in riding himself, and was going to groom some of the other horses
while we went riding. Their property is pretty large and wooded in areas so we
had plenty of places to seclude ourselves, so our plans for the day weren't
thwarted in the least.
Well, to cut to the chase, once we had some privacy and had actually ridden for
awhile, we got down to business. We stopped and had a picnic and then took off
our clothes. We laid in the sun for awhile and got in the mood rubbing lotion
on each other. Hannah was eager for the main event and asked Kristin to look at
the horses with her. I don’t know what made them choose the particular horse
they did ,maybe one was just as good as another. They were stroking its mane
but it was obvious there attention was drawing closer and closer to it's massive
tool and they began giggling as they started bumping it with their hands. The
horse seemed to snort in appreciation and they began exploring its foreskin.
Raising horses, Josie left most of her horses uncastrated and luckily three of
ours were still studs. I was getting horny watching them and got up to go
explore with them. It wasn't long before I had his long ebony sword growing in
my skilled experienced hands and becoming rigid as it escaped its fleshy sheath.
The girls watched in awe at the sight, wondering if there was a limit to how big
it would grow.
Ashley joined us by now and she began stroking and fondling the huge shaft too
as my girls watched in fascination and wonder. Hannah was the first to overcome
her shyness and soon her hands replaced mine, squeezing and stroking the large
fleshy pole. I knelt closer and took the end into my mouth and began sucking it
as my daughter masturbated the animal. Ashley moved over to make room for
Kristin and took her hand helping her kneel down next to the horse. She was
more tentative than Hannah who was already twisting and milking the large cock
like a pro, her cute hands unable to reach around its girth. Ashley took my
oldest daughters hand and placed it lovingly on the shaft and covering Kristin's
hand with her own, began stroking it until Kristin got the hang of it and took
over on her own. I was already trying my best to deep throat the beast,
partially driven by lust and partly to show off for my daughters who watched me
in amazement as I swallowed as much as I could, gagging occasionally as copious
amounts of saliva drooled from the corners of my mouth, strings of it draping
over my breasts and clinging to my belly and thighs. I coated the veiny shaft
with my spit, rubbing my hands over it and over my daughters' hands as my other
hand was stuffed between my moistening cunt lips. I saw Ashley leaning over,
holding herself up with one hand on the horses haunches while she busied her
other hand between her own legs., watching me and my two daughters lost in lust
with this animal.
Soon, however, Hannah was no longer satisfied with being a spectator and began
tugging the head away from me. I smiled at her and she took it, looking at it,
inspecting it closely for the first time. I smiled with her and encouraged her
to go ahead. She stuck out her little pink tongue tentatively to taste it,
licking the tip of the head, wiggling the tip of her tongue in its pee hole and
deciding it met her requirements, began licking in earnest before opening wide
to engulf the head with her little mouth.
I cautiously warned her to be careful when he came because I knew she could
easily choke on the extreme volume and force of his cum. She grunted to let me
know she understood and stopped long enough to stroke and admire it, licking it
several times.
Kristin was fascinated by the sheer power of the beast, being able to feel the
brute's strength through his pulsating member. She squeezed it's shaft over and
over in her fist, marveling at the seemingly spiritual power coursing through
it. Hannah, too, was fascinated by it as well, almost mesmerized by the control
she had over this massive giant despite its size and despite the fact it could
easily kill her if it desired. Lost in lust though, she couldn't have cared
less and went back to town on its knob. Kristin was getting tired of watching
though and gently pushed her sister out of the way to take over herself. I
moved my face close to hers to watch and hopefully get to take it into my mouth
again as well but she didn't want to give it up as readily as Hannah did.
Hannah was getting into how it felt in her tiny hands, and taking both fists,
squeezed the length of it as she stroked the fleshy pole. When Kristin stopped
to rest her jaws, Hannah wasted no time in taking back what once was hers and
she gobbled the large head back into her mouth. It only took a few more strokes
and I could feel the increasing pressure building up beneath the surface of his
cock, as if it was building up getting ready to explode and I knew he was
getting ready to cum for good. I warned Hannah who, ignoring me (or not caring)
began to suck with wild abandon. It all happened so suddenly, no warning would
have helped anyway and suddenly creamy white semen literally exploded from her
mouth and covered her tiny breasts and stomach. It surprised her as I knew it
would but much to her credit, she didn't choke but quickly recovered from her
surprise and went back down in time for the third strong spurt. It too came
splashing out of her mouth but she held on for the ride. Ashley was holding on
the horses reigns to keep him in check as he finished fucking my daughters face.
I was so proud of her as she took the full brunt of his huge load all over her
sweet angelic, seemingly innocent face and between her cherubic lips.
When he was finished using my daughters mouth as a receptacle for his seed, she
fell backwards on her hands and butt, catching her breath, exhilarated from the
experience, wide eyed with wonder and amazement, a big smile on her cum covered
face. I dropped down next to her taking her in my arms to give her a big hug,
getting sticky myself in the process. I smeared the sticky mess over her flat
little belly and bent down to take her puffy nipples in my mouth to clean them
up. Kristin, curious to see for herself what it tasted like was too caught up
into trying to milk the last remnants from his hose, but Ashley joined me in
cleaning my younger daughter.
Well, before we were done, Kristin got her share too, being fucked from behind
by another of the three studs and Ashley and I both sucked and fucked one as
well. Kristin managed to cum herself during the process. It was awkward for
her, being pregnant and I was more than a bit concerned for her safety but she
was so horny there was no slowing her down or talking her out of it. She took
him from behind, squatting down and bending over as I placed the head of the
horse cock at the entrance of her tight pussy, feeling almost as if it was
actually ME who was taking her equine virginity.
Hannah didn't get fucked, although she tried. To be honest, I didn't think
she'd be able to but I didn't want to deprive her of the attempt.
We did stroke her little pussy with the head of the long thick hose and
masturbated the horse until her came all over her pussy. Her entire lower body
was inundated with cum when he finally exploded over her and Ashley licked her
to another orgasm licking her little pussy clean. She still had a wonderful time
even though she couldn't take the horse inside her.
We ended up having to keep the non-participant horses tied up as they were
getting excited and aggressive. I suppose their competitive nature was getting
the better of them and they wanted to get laid too (which they did, they just
didn't want to wait their turns). I don't think human pheromones would turn a
horse on but they sure seemed to know what was going on, none-the-less.
Ashley and I both were satisfied as well before we went home. Thank god for
handi wipes as it would be difficult to explain the sticky white horse cum
plastering our hair and bodies, when we returned the horses to the stable. It
was so beautiful and arousing watching my two daughters, sisters, and one of
them pregnant snowballing swapping horse cum with their tongues as they shared a
passionate deep keep and licked one another’s faces. You would have loved it.
We rode naked for a bit longer. I longed for the feeling of the horses bare
back massaging my pussy but we had already re-saddled the horses. On the way
back we decided it best to just jump in the lake and clean up a little better so
we swam for a bit longer.
The neighbor, an old fart, looked at his watch and said he was just about to
come looking for us. I'm sure glad he didn't. THAT would have been hard to
explain. He looked curious when he saw us, obviously wet but with our clothes
still almost completely dry. We just told him that we decided we wanted to swim
in the beautiful lake and since we didn't bring swim suits we decided to skinny
dip since it was just us girls. It's funny, I've never met a man yet, no matter
how old, who didn't get horny at the thought of seeing four young women naked
out in nature. I loved the expression on his face and even though he tried to
hide it, I could tell what he was thinking and I could see him looking at us all
trying to imagine what he missed. He was probably kicking himself that he
didn't come looking for us sooner. Oh well, you snooze, you lose! Haha
Again, I'm sorry that it's been so long since I've written. We didn't even have
a phone for awhile (other than our cell phones). We had phone, internet and
cable all through AT&T. We really liked their service and wanted to keep it
when we moved. For some reason though in order to keep the same program, we had
to wait several weeks for it to be installed that way. Anyway, we finally have
it all set up again. The thing is, even though we have the internet again,
it'll still probably be awhile longer between letters for awhile because I'm so
overwhelmed with all I have on my plate right now. What little of my free time
I have anymore I want to spend with my family.
I haven't forgotten, I still have a lot to tell you about our cruise. I'll try
to do my best to write more about it before the details fade. There's lots more
other adventures I want to tell you about too but they'll have to wait for now.
Well, I have to run for now. Remember, just because I can't write to you often
for now, doesn't mean you can't write. I'd love to hear from you.
Love,
Sarah
P.S. I hope you get this letter. I just got a letter from Jane expressing her
concern that you seem to have dropped off the face of the earth. I hope you are
okay and look forward to hearing from you again. I was shocked and saddened to
hear her young friend Sissy passed away. It makes me sorry I never took the
time to get to know her and that I don't think my daughters ever accepted her
invitations to write to her.
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