Shruggingmy shoulders I said, "There is no point denying it now. Yes. This isthe other me. And I call her Jacqui too! Jane, I really need your hel...to get some other clothes on and find a way to get into my house. Canyou take me to your house?" Well Jacqui," she smiled, "firstly, I am very pleased to meet you. AndI think you should know you are very pretty girl, and you make astunningly gorgeous bride. But we have a problem. I came with Dave inhis car. I will have to get him to give us. And it wasn't like she was being forced. Five minutes later Felicia was sipping on an ice-cold double vodka martini in The Bar, wondering what in the world she was getting into. Ten minutes after that she was smoking a joint with the stranger (Big Willie) with the large bulge in the front of his trousers as they relaxed in his office. Ten minutes after that she was sucking his cock and discovering that she liked being called dirty names. "Yeah, suck it good . . . suck it like a good cocksucker,. It was exciting and you are so damn sexy and if I was going to pick someone to lose control like that with it would have to be you anyway. As far as whether we're gay," the brunette shrugged, "I can't speak for you. But I thought about Jess and Dean and even Tristan this morning. I still feel attracted to guys." She grinned impishly. "I feel MORE attracted to you though." I see what you mean," said Paris thoughtfully. A grin crossed her face. "Yes, I DO see what you mean. Guys still are cute to. She pushed her chest up and slowly rubbed it against me to emphasize her point. ‘I like the way every part of you feels touching me,’ I replied, shivering. Miranda pulled my head down, drawing me in for an even more intense kiss than what we had been sharing. Our hands covered more ground, focusing on breasts, abdomens, ribs, backs. Our hips responded as they were programmed to do, and we began simulating the mechanics of what would follow. It was a warm-up, a dress rehearsal. Miranda’s.