I’m more interested in glasses and cumstains here.” Said his other friend. He reached down into the Baroness’s leather outfit.“I’m actually ...ere for her,” I warned him off. Dakota swung her head around. Her glasses were crooked and streaked and in need of a cleaning. She was a mess. I forced a smile. I’d let her clean up and come back for her. “But what kind of host would I be if I did that? Go on, man, take her.”“Really?” She sounded so miserable to me. He seemed excited by the show of a smile. I heard the door open and glanced back, expecting to see my conqueringbutch lover. Not only was he there, but the blonde bitch was rightbehind him. What the hell was going on?"Oh, this is just too fucking perfect," she said to me in an amusedvoice as she looked down her nose at me. "Stay right there bitch, justlike that."I looked over at John to see the meaning of this outrage. The mascararan from his eyes from where he had evidently been crying, his righteye was swelling, his lip was split and. He asked for up to 1,000 words in my story making sure the most salient information was at the beginning. Apparently, that’s how all reporters write so that if there is not enough space for it all, they cut from the bottom up.Kami seemed to think that this would be fun. I mentioned that we both would be naked in front of everyone else. That seemed to excite her ... she might just be something of an exhibitionist? At dinner that night I told the ‘rents, that I was assigned to go out of town for. Janie was with Mr Whitaker, who was on top of her and beginning to fuck her like he’d been fucking Ann Keighley. John was a bit surprised he was doing it again after fucking Ella: he’d supposed that a man fucked a woman and that was it for some time, that day probably, but he hadn’t been sure.Anyway Mr Whitaker had his arms under Janie, cuddling her, and was moving very slowly. It looked like they were in love or something.John felt a surge of jealousy. He was almost in love with Janie, but.