‘Where’s Polo?’ ‘Oh, he’s home today. I bring him with me some days, but not today.’ ‘I’m Kathy and these are my friends, Elaine, Coll...en, and Linda. You wrote stories for our boyfriends and—’ Immediately, I knew them all by name. ‘Listen, I’m so sorry. I tried to tell your boyfriends that what they were doing was wrong, but they all insisted that it was a game and that you women agreed to it,’ I said throwing up my hands in a submissive motion. ‘They said that it was a way for you four to do. " "Do you suck her off?" "Yes, I do," I told him, ashamed. "She fucks you, doesn't she," Brian said, knowingly. "Yes, she fucks me and I love it," I admitted. "Just don't tell anyone about what you just saw, please Brian," I asked him."Ok, I'll keep it quiet, if you do something for me," he replied. "Anything, what is it?" I had barely asked him when he grabbed my arm and shoved me down onto the couch. He stood over me, and I noticed a bulge through his shorts. "No, I'm not sucking you, forget. " I was of course talking about me, not about Chloe. Julia understood that, and smiled widely in approval. And, I had no doubt, in anticipation of the revenge she was going to inflict on me when we were next alone. -- Back to Chloe though, as she was the one with the fantastic tits, not me. I said, "As I said, there are many issues facing you, Chloe. It would be unproductive, and even cruel, for me to list them now. All that would do would be to overwhelm and depress you. The fact of the matter. ”“No, she doesn't. Different, but not better. Shit, I'm not saying—” “Evan, don't trip,” Deana said. “Kissing isn't a big deal."Maybe not for Deana, but he was fucked. He lived with three beautiful women, had kissed all of them, but couldn't have any of them. They were all taboo. Was that what made it so hard to resist them? "Let's talk about something else. What do you want?"Deana didn't answer. Instead, she got on her knees and leaned across him, out his window. "Whatdah you want?" She pushed.