So the scene was set for quite a finale to the night I thought. Nan was being nicely fucked still be Aaron, Tim and Al were chock -a -block up Elspe...h, I was deep in Di and bringing her slowly to the boil and Justin had just grabbed Barb after her assistance to her husband and laid her back on the carpet and was already balls deep in her cunt for a good old fashioned rut which left Ian like the proverbial shag on a rock. Not for long because the ever alert Di took pity and invited him over. His breath shifted her hair slightly as he rested his chin on her head."I'm just being stupid, aren't I?" she said after a moment.She opened her eyes to stare at him in the mirror, and, for once, he knew exactly what she was talking about. Her eyes closed again as she leant back into his chest."No, you're just feeling your way in. Hell, I keep wondering why the two of you need me around at all, but you seem to." We don't." Hope confirmed, closing her eyes again. "We want you around." And I want. Daemon collapsed in agony. Groaning loud, his teeth locked together as his hand rubbed either his lower back, or below the belly. "Head hair. Those clothes. That accent. These mannerisms. A man don't need those!" Daemon was still recuperating."I'll shave that hair. Let go of yourself and serve your natural-born instincts. You saw, and heard, and felt what you had become last night. Would you deny it now by leaving this place?" No! I'm afraid, Sir. I am afraid, and I will never be forgiven.". I could have been ignoring him. Or talking to someone else, she thought, trying to justify her silence and hoping the strange man wouldn't go around blabbing that she was fake. I'm allowed to ignore him if I think he was rude, aren't I?She was sure he was being rude, asking questions the way he did. Or at least she was justified in thinking he was, and then ignoring him. Yes, she thought, that's my story.Putting down the book, she pulled on her nightie and switched out the bedside light. Lying.