All three then stood and placed their hands on their hips. The redheaded ringleader turned her head and looked at me.“Well?”“Well, the one on th... left is nice and round. The one in the middle is kind of small and very cute. The one on the right is kind of heart-shaped. All of them are extremely beautiful.”“But which one is the best?” The brunette asked.“As a single guy, my usual answer to that kind of question would be ‘The one I can play with’ but that isn’t going to happen.”“Why not? Go ahead. Just staring into my eyes. My heart began to race, no it was pounding...I bit my bottom lip, as I always do when I'm nervous...This was what I was afraid of. I didn't say anything...I just froze. He moved right up to me. I fell back against the wall being a bit tipsy from the wine and as if to surrender... I felt his hand slide thru the split in my dress and his big strong hand slide up my thigh... oh shit it was happening.He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer. I didn't resist at all...I. When I woke up I found my self in her lap and my face was almost touching her boobs from the lower side, I was taken aback but when we had eye contact she smiled at me, sheepishly I rose from her lap and continued my sleep arranging my self on my seat, still thinking about the event in my sleep. Now after some days when routine life was back, sometimes I thought of that event and get aroused, but that was it I didn’t had the courage to go further. Then on a normal day she called me to fix her. ‘Cream and sugar?’ she asked. ‘Black,’ he replied. ‘Want a donut or something to go with it?’ Carla asked. ‘Sure,’ Bert replied. Carla got some donuts out of her bread saver and the two of them sat at the table, drinking coffee and munching. They both were aware of a tension between them neither of them had felt before and didn’t understand it. ‘What are you going to do all week with Mel gone?’ he asked. ‘I don’t know, mostly get some chores done, I guess,’ Carla replied. ‘Yeah, me, too,’ Bert.