You appraise me again, watching my need drip into the toilet bowl in long viscous strands. Rubbing one of the chocolate bars over my slit, I feel jolt... of electricity pace through my clit. My body flinches on contact, making my bell tinkle. I swear I hear someone stop outside to listen.You don’t mess around. Sliding the first bar into my needy cunt, you thrust it back and forth. Before I can sink into euphoria, you pull it out, leaving me empty. Streaks of melted chocolate stick to the outside. Louis, Missouri.’ ‘What kind of house do you have?’ The same girl asked. ‘I don’t have a house. I live in an apartment,’ I said. Michelle came back and sat next to me in time to hear. ‘Is it big enough for us to visit?’ She asked. ‘No, not really, it is smaller than this lounge is. I don’t need much room as I am alone.’ I said. The second little girl looked surprised. ‘Why are you alone?’ ‘I don’t know. I guess it’s because I have not met someone to have as a friend and roommate.’ ‘You should. There was no way to not notice the funny taste, but out of fear I kept the comments to myself. Its one thing to make a mean comment and it’s another thing to do the same to a questionably psychotic woman washing the dishes when I am pretty sure there are some knives in the sink.After finishing my food I had to fight a battle to keep it all down. I almost vomited twice just trying to eat the stuff. My head felt light all of a sudden as I took my plate to the sink. I almost fell before Bridgette. I thought most of us were straight, like me. How did you end up discovering your were bi?"Krissi's laugh was soft. "I tried it," she said simply. "I was curious, so I thought I'd try it. When I did I found out I liked it. Have you ever tried it with a woman?" Once. I really didn't care for it." I take it you're orgasmic with men?" Devlin nodded. "Silly question, you wouldn't have had sex so often if you weren't. Let me ask it this way. Do you cum from intercourse?" Most of the time," Devlin.