” He was in a disgustingly cheery mood.I looked into the kitchenette and saw the clock on the microwave. “It’s 0610!” I complained.“We’re ...n America now, not the Army, Grim. Besides, I promised Mom I would make sure you got to the church on time. Now, where’s the coffee maker? You need to get cleaned up and dressed.”“You can go screw yourself!” I replied. “I’m going back to bed.”“No, no, no! Go grab a shower. I’ll have coffee ready by the time you are out.”It took me several minutes to clear. Just put it right here on my desk."I looked at her face for a long moment, trying to guess her origins. I guessed Latina or Middle Eastern. Whatever her ancestors' nationalities were, the result was this breathtakingly exotic beauty in front of me.She turned her chair and started working on her computer again. I put the envelope on her desk as slowly as I possibly could, never taking my eyes off of her. I stood there silent for a few seconds and watched her concentrate on her task. She looked. As soon as the tip of it touches the space above Maria’s tits, she lets out a moan of delight. And then I decide, this is the most natural thing to do. Maria is such a slut. Everyone should know. It shouldn’t be a secret. I write in large dark letters the word “slut” on my best friend’s chest.“Doesn’t that feel good?” asks Reyna. I look up. Reyna is on the bed, riding June’s face with her dress still on. I nod to her. It does. It feels good for the world to know what Maria is. “Yes, of course. If he knew my plan it might make him even morenervous. Just the thought of what might happen is making my pussytingle. Steve’s little son Michael is super excited to see me. This islike a mini adventure for him. I gave the cute little boy a hug and thenchatted with Steve a bit. Steve was wearing some nice black slacks and acrisp white cotton shirt and he looked really nice.Steve needed to finish dressing for his client dinner so he went intohis bedroom. He closed the door and I played with his.