After filling his cup halfway, he sat down on the bed next to Mitch. He was not uncomfortably close, but it was a noticeable shift in the seating arr...ngement, to say the least. He gazed at Mitch with that penetrating stare that he had noticed on the first day they had met each other. Neither one spoke for a long moment. “What?” Mitch finally asked, grinning. His mouth was dry again. His mind racing. By this point, he was almost certain what Derek had in mind, but he wasn’t sure. “You said. She looked satisfied. As she got in the passenger seat, I recoiled. The moment the door closed, my entire car - just like Rhonda - reeked of cum.It wasn’t unpleasant, although I was hardly about to race out and buy a cum-scented deodorizer. I turned on the music and started the car, pondering on how I felt about it. It wasn’t as though I liked the smell, it just felt ... right.Rhonda was doing exactly what she was born to do. My plan was working - I was giving her a purpose in life, a purpose. I bought several in various colors. Being bisexual, but semi-closeted, I kept them in my car and wore them only when running errands a few towns away from my residence. It certainly made mundane trips more interesting.Wearing 10 bracelets, 2 of each color (black--missionary, blue--blowjob, green--cunnilingus, purple--anal, and clear--anything), I went about my business noting everyone that noticed them. I figured even if nobody played "Snap", someone would know about the myth and may inquire as. Since Gill left me, life had been a little mundane, to say the least, so some time with old friends in the warm sun was something I was not going to let go by. Gill and I had met Dave and Claire as we moved into the same block of flats on the same day. We'd also booked the same removal company. A little confusion had reigned and we had quite a few visits to each other to redirect wrongly delivered boxes and that kick-started our friendship.Most memorable was the small suitcase. I noticed it.