Sitting up. Pulling them back on the bed. Until she was beneath him still connected. Whereupon he fucked her hard. And his lips and fingers finally to...k hold of her taut nipples. Sucking. Nipping. Squeezing. Twisting. Until he reached ecstasy. But kept fucking because he could tell she was close.Her quieter, almost silent squeal ended his ravishment. Again he pushed pubic bone against pubic bone, feeling her lively throbs surround his half spent penis which soon became completely spent. And. She knew that she had chosen correctly, when she began to feel the humming in her mind. Paydirt. She suddenly heard a squeal come from down the hall. She froze listening for anymore noise to indicate where they were. Unexpectedly the squeal was followed by a giggle. Aless frowned. Demons did not often evoke giggles from young women, more like screams of terror and pain. She shook her head, frustrated. Sex. It must have just been two young lovers jacked up on passion, but, that just didn’t sit. Just then, the music stopped and the crowd errupted in applause. The band wasn’t sure if it was for them or Teresa. The guitarist thanked the crowd and told them they’d be back for the second set later. Jeff escorted Teresa back to the table. She thanked him but reminded him that she was waiting for friends. Jeff limped off like a whipped puppy, but still a smile on his face. Brian smiled too and thought to himself ‘Two down, one to go!’It wasn’t long before the guitarist showed up at Teresa’s. ’ They all did know, but couldn’t help themselves, it seemed. They continued to make uncomfortable conversation, until, one by one the couples headed out to their romantic dinners, leaving me alone. At that moment, Connie Francis’ recording of ‘Stupid Cupid’ came on the sound system. I banged my fist hard on the wooden table, causing Alex’s empty beer glass to fall off and smash onto the floor. The waitress came over and asked me if everything was alright, and I lied, saying that it was. I.