“Come on, Cupcake, don't just stand in the middle of your room. Sit down. Let's talk. Girls do that, you know?”“I know,” I said. “I just...d...dn't think you would... I mean, you're such a tomboy.”“But I'm still a girl.” She smiled. “Clint knows that, too.”I bit my lip, moving to the bed.“It's okay if you masturbate to Clint, Cupcake. I think it's hot.”“You...do?” I swallowed and sat down on the edge of my bed, looking at her.“Come on, lean back against your wall of stuffed animals.” Melody. "She smiled and I could see the wheels turning in her head. My wife had not ever done anything like this before. She had been with her best friend two times before, but the sex between them was just a discovery session. They were drunk together at a work thing out of town. She seemed to like it, but was unsure of doing things with a co-worker, even though they had been friends for years."We are ready to eat now." I stated out loud.She brought a bottle of wine and poured it for us. As we sipped. He wasn't supposed to be down there...he worked inAccounting, and the one-stall was in Sales. But...it had been a real pain in the ass jerking his dick inthe Accounting restroom, what with six stalls and guys in and out of there,talking sports, humming as they combed their fucking hair...and God knows EEdidn't want to be caught jerking his dick in the bathroom. That would be theend of a boring but sustaining job...ugh. Since he had few friends (who hastime for pals when you're a wankie) EE. As though a bank teller ‘neglected’ to credit an account. Or, more likely, credited a different beneficiary.”“Interesting.”“Yes. And Sean appears to believe that forensic analysis on the part of the AG’s office will uncover the culprit or culprits.”“And you think?”“I think too few criminals of a financial type are caught and punished. Theft and assault are treated differently. Harm someone and the law will incarcerate you; impoverish them and get a wrist slapped, if anything.”“That’s very.