Who needs to waste money on expensive mirrors? I'm pretty sure there was nothing in the instructions about sticking a dildo to them and fucking yourse...f silly on it, but hey… necessity is the mother of invention right? Benefits of living alone #5 – inappropriate use of Ikea furnishings.After a moment of consideration, I stuck the dildo on the bottom mirrored panel. My legs were shaky enough, so I figured being on my hands and knees would give me an element of stability. I judged heights, stuck. I glanced out the sliding glass door and smiled.My nieces and nephews were out running around while Melody and Pam watched them. My hand absently rubbed at my belly. I'd never had my brother's child. Stefani kept pressing me, but I wasn't sure I wanted to be a mother. Clint never pressured me.“Hey, Yunie,” a bright voice said.I turned and smiled at my girlfriend. She called me Yunie because of my unicorn tattoo I had on my pudenda. “Hey, Dandi.” Stefani grinned at me. She had a dandelion. Soon we were done with the hookah we had a few steps on the dance floor and then we decided to go home. After we reached homeShe asked me to wait in the hall, so I was sitting on the couch waiting impatiently and then she called me into her bedroom. Omg I was totally surprised when I opened the door. She was sitting there completely naked at the corner on the bed with her legs wide spread and she said aren’t you hungry ? I was surely expecting sex tonight but I did not expect it to be this hot,. So I didn't find it easy to contribute.And Arlette? Arlette had come along to prove to herself and anybody else what a liberated woman she was and that it didn't bother her to see her boyfriend chase another woman.We ordered some wine to go with our meal. Something light because we didn't want to get drunk; we just hoped that a little alcohol might help to break the ice."It's funny how some things you do take on a life of their own," I said to no-one in particular.I had decided to steer the.