"Maybe, my initials on both of those milk bags," I laughed to myself. "Heavy metal rings for certain," at least after I had had my fun with them.And t...en she shook her head slowly, like she always did when her buzz took effect. She motioned to Julie, like she always did as if to say, " be right back."And she ran her hand through her thick red hair, and grabbed her purse, like she always did before stepping out for some air when her buzz became more than a buzz. She turned in her black stilletto. I hesitated, wondering if I was pushing things too far, but the moistness between my legs told me that this was something that I wanted to do. Mark must have heard me get up. It was only a few minutes later that he followed me into the kitchen. Today he was wearing a shorter, lighter, robe. His eyes nearly popped when he saw me. Before Mark could say anything I said, “Just go take a seat in the living area and I’ll bring your coffee over to you.” Mark did as he was told, making sure he pulled. Amy did as told and found she liked the taste of a man's cum. Both fell asleep with Amy's head resting on his stomach. Amy was the first to wake the next morning around 7:00 because she had to pee. She started to swing her legs out of bed when she realized how sore she was. A loud groan from her woke John. He looked at her and smiled. " A little sore are we? Guess you gotta piss huh?" She nodded yes and slowly slid out of bed and went to relieve herself. John looked out the window and saw what. "NO!" I shouted back. "I DIDN'T!" I calmed down, shocked that I'd yelled at her. "I didn't mean to hurt anybody... I didn't mean to hurt you."She stood up, tall and strong. She was every bit the Amazon warrior princess at that moment, regal and commanding."I think you should leave now, Bob," she said, her voice low.I slunk out. I didn't look at her. I didn't beg. I just slunk out like the dog I was. I knew, as I left, that I didn't dare glance over at Fred and Martha's house. Martha had warned.