”“Andre really fucked you up then, huh?!” her husband laughed. “But seriously, he’s a little too cut up and mocha-looking-delicious to be sp...nding all this alone time with my beautiful wife. I’m just sayin’. What happened to being in a class?”“Babe...” Meisha interrupted her husband, then paused. “You right. I know, he’s verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry mocha-looking-delicious--mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm--but--mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm...” Admitting to her husband she thought Andre. It makes my heart skip a beat. I begin to blush softly. “You’re blushing again, Jenna, it really does suit you,” she whispers. Before I can say anything, I hear the door upstairs swing open. Nancy and Liz come down, laughing about something. We all say hello, and formally introduce ourselves. We all seem comfortable with one another, no awkwardness which makes me happy. Curling up on the sofa, after putting together a snack, we start P.S I Love You, it’s a favourite between the girls and I. We. ..”We followed her plan, reveling in each other’s bodies, falling asleep in my bed, our bodies sated and intertwined. When we awoke Friday morning, Stephanie kissed me softly.“I had a plan for today that I decided I couldn’t go through with,” Stephanie said.“What was that?”“You remember how I said I wanted everything that Jennifer and Melanie had done? Well, I had thought about, even planned, to have a couple of my friends join us today, to do the sundae thing and have a foursome. But after I. Linda and I talked about our likes and dislikes. We talked about personal histories, fantasies, and urges. Our first meetings took place at a group we both attended. We did the usual meeting participation then we would spend another half hour or so hugging, kissing, and touching each other before going our separate ways.We talked on our cell phones in the morning every day. We talked about our spouses, children, pets, holidays no topic was outside our discussion range.Near Thanksgiving, we.