"Oh it's you Mark ... Yes I'm fine thanks ... just a little scratch.Mark frowned at her arm. "You probably want to get a plaster or something on it th...ugh, to help stop the bleeding." I suppose that your right!" she smiled as she headed for the kitchen and her little first aid box.Luckily for her there were several fully trained and qualified first aiders in the kitchen, all eager to show off their expertise; and so in no time at all her arm had been bathed with antiseptic ointment, and a. .. as if ... it never happened. Should I feel like a slut? Should I fell used?”She summed up her love life in her mind. “Three affairs - all of which turned out to be unsatisfying - and downright boring. Three one-night stands. That is my pathetic love life. Then, along came the boys. Both of whom are in love with other women.”She had moved in with them a year earlier. She had not known either of them, but they were shopping for a roommate to share the cost of renting the townhouse, and she had. Jenny was surprised how gentle the kiss was. It was like a kiss from a lover, she decided. She put more feeling into the kiss, and moaned softly when Derrick stroked the side of her face."You look lovely," he whispered, just loudly enough for the sound boom to pick up the words. It would sound like a natural remark on the video. "Your legs look terrific in that dress. Are you sure you don't want to go dancing?" Positive," Jenny said, pulling him downward for a deeper kiss. "I want the rest of. "Miss me, big guy?" She almost meowed with Cheshire smiles. If anyone had had any doubt a yelp meant a yip yup, their reunion was nose to nose, eye to eye to eye, blue n' brown n' green-gray n’ scratch n' sniff n' snuff n’ stuff, home for Christmas, graduation day, chocolate chip cookie joy. They petted and panted. They wagged pony and puppy dog tails; they flounced and pounced, and popping open the final bottle of Evian from the backpack, they lapped it to the last. So sated, they shared.