1. Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 15&16


    Date: 11/20/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    college to the first guy who fucks them, go ahead. I'll see you in few years when you're asking to crash on my couch during your divorce.” “That's not what I'm doing.” “Yes it is, Mandy. Look, how many guys have you been with? One, right? Maybe I am a slut but at least when I find true love and I decide to marry a guy, I'll have done some shit to back it up. I'll know what I'm talking about. Mom doesn't know shit. She goes on about how guys are using me. I'm not a thing, Mandy. I make my own decisions.” Haden was intentionally staying in ear shot of their conversation. She knew she shouldn't be listening in, but she couldn't help it. “Okay, I get dating guys before you marry them. But why do you have to have sex with all of them? Why not just date?” Haden could hear the frustration and confusion in Mandy's voice. “Because sex is fun, okay? I like dick.” She laughed as she'd said the last sentence a little too loudly and people in the store looked. She returned her voice to a loud whisper. “I like dick. I like guys. I like sex. When I get married it's going to be to a guy who lets me have sex with other guys. We're going to be swingers or open.” “That's crazy and gross, Sierra.” Mandy's face bunched up. “Mom would totally disown you.” Sierra stopped and looked at Mandy. “My sex life isn't mom's business. It isn't yours, okay. It's between me and the dude between my legs. You only live once, right? Well, I want to have fun while I can. I don't want to hit thirty with my tits ...
    sagging and think, I could have had fun and gotten laid but, oh well. I guess all I can do now is have some babies and get old.” Sierra hung up the dress she had been idly holding and the two of them strode out of the store without buying anything. The conversation completely derailed Haden. When she stepped outside, she saw a cafe across the street. It was a Mexican place with a tiny bar and even in the late afternoon, it was busy. Suddenly, she desperately need a margarita. After a short wait to be seated, she pushed aside the menu the waiter offered her and she ordered a cocktail. After finishing it rapidly, she ordered a second. While she drank, the conversation replayed out in her head again and again. Who was right? Sierra or Mandy? Were they both right? Whenever morality came up in Haden's life, an immediate image of her father leaped to her eyes. Sometimes she thought he should have been a pastor or a preacher. He had a Bible verse for every occasion. He wasn't all fire and brimstone, but when it came to right and wrong, he made sure that Haden and his s****rs always knew that there was a very clear line in the sand. But Sierra's words were like the tide, eating away at a sand castle of morality her father had built. Every thing she'd said was eating away at the foundations, the waves lapping at Haden's world view. Maybe her father, maybe she didn't know everything she thought she did. After finishing her drink, she drove out to the Marigny to continue her shopping and ...