"We both laughed and went into the kitchen to eat breakfast. Maggie was just wearing a long t-shirt and nothing else. I was wearing my thong from the ...ight before, flannel sleep shirt, and white socks. We were eating our bagels when Maggie looked at me like she was in deep thought."What's up? I know that look." I asked."Well, that sex I just had was...well...let's just say non-fulfilling. It was more a wham, bam, thank you ma'am and I didn't get to...finish," she said while thinking. "And?" I. Who is the one you love and hate. Marcia... Marcia... Marcia..." Grandmama's voice was low and slow, but insistent and penetrating. Jan nodded, yes, yes... It was what she wanted, what she'd always wanted, what she needed to be... "Marcia..." hissed the old woman. "Marcia," said Jan. The charm pulsed. "Marcia..." The voice was hypnotic, demanding. "Marcia." Jan's voice sounded hollow to herself, as if far away. The old woman cackled softly and breathed the final word so quietly that Jan wasn't. I grabbed this fat, man cock, in my right hand and just went to town on it. It was slippery from the previous guy but it still tasted like cock, a taste I had missed for the last eight weeks.I love sucking cock and I was engrossed in working this mans cock in my mouth. Gaggingly deep thrusts, then sucking the head, some long slow strokes with my hand and even just licking the tip. My mind was completely focused on the blowjob at hand, I had forgotten there were two guys watching this.The Suit. "Tried a beer and a smoke but my head's spinning as it always does when Meg goes off like that. I didn't help I s'pose." I heard you swear at her, of course it doesn't help"' I told him sulkily. "Well the things she said to me, what d'you expect?" he blustered, then suddenly sensitive, "You been crying too? Oh Marie, it must be lousy for you."I wiped my face. I sat crossed legs on my bed wearing black bootleg trousers and a white shirt. It was winter, but I longed to get my legs exposed again,.