“First time I’ve decided to spend a night with a guy, Jay...”“Don’t tease me, Lena.”“Ohhhhh,” she giggled. “So it IS a tease, then ..... I wasn’t sure if you had any reactions at all.”“You’re my cutie,” I said. “Of course I have reactions. I suppress them, is all.”Giggle. “YOUR cutie?”“You know how you are, Lena.”“Yeah. We’ve talked about this. Too tall. My friends use the word ‘angular’. Flat-chested. Abrasive personality.”“None of the above,” I said, “and you KNOW it.”“Do I?” She backed up, sat. No, nothing stupid, but it might help if I have his name and address for Larry, my attorney, I said. Maybe Ill even frame it and show it to my second wife as a warning, I said with as much venom as I could put into my voice while looking straight at my wife. Okay, said Tom, Ill get you a copy, no problem. Hey, do you think you could do me one more favor? I asked pushing my luck. Well it depends on what it is, he said. You know that little motel on Graceland a couple miles south of the Bank?. It was only after a long time later, that they could laugh about the polite way in which everyone, including Janet, had avoided saying anything about the chicken while heaping praise on the applesauce, green beans, and cole slaw.She had never figured out how to cook a roast to medium rare. Her roasts usually came out of the oven as shriveled blackened masses. It seemed to be difficult for her to understand that the roast had to come out of the oven before it started smoking. The joke was that. "Oh God, Buffy!" she screamed as she let go. Buffy sat up and kissed her s*ster's mouth. Dawn could taste her own pussy juices mixed with the chocolate sauce.Willow reached into the can of sauce now. She took a large gob of it and spread it all over Kennedy's face. Kennedy stared at her friend, as Willow began to kiss and lick it off her face. Soon both were so aroused that they were taking turns smearing the sauce all over each other's bodies and licking it off.Kennedy took Willow by the hand.