And as far asJanet was concerned, it had been far too long since she'd last hungout with her two friends- the first friends that 'Janet' had made.Shor...ly before noon Janet strode into her regular pub, her leggingsand t-shirt having been replaced by a warm sweater, an A-line skirtand thick black tights. A wide grin spread across Janet's immaculatelymade-up face when she saw her two friends sitting at their regulartable with a glass of white wine ready and waiting for her."Hi Janet!" Shannon said. That only encourages me to go faster. I love watching her face grimace as I fuck her body hard in both places. I can tell she is close and I’m not far behind. “I want you to come for me again Nicki, can you do that?” I ask teasingly. Her answer is a very loud scream that accompanies her raised hips grinding into my hand. She is fucking me hard now and I’m almost there. I love the way she is panting and moaning beneath me, the way she keeps saying “oh fuck” over and over again. It’s an. " You may not have been conscious of her," she said wisely, "but somewhere it's kept you from committing to any of us." You never wanted commitment. You want the free life." At the moment, but most women want to settle down eventually. We all have bio-clocks ticking you know – men don't." But you don't want to settle with me." We talk about you, you know," she smiled. "We all agreed that you would be a good catch, but you weren't ever really fully available – not that we want you available just. The sound of the gun firing seemed distant, not even real. Tears and blood ran down his cheeks and he turned away from his father’s body as the man finally fell from the chair. He tucked the gun clumsily in his jacket pocket and hurried out of the apartment, wiping his face with his sleeve. Outside, rain was falling in thick sheets, smearing the blood on his face and hiding the tears. He walked without seeing anything, the world having gone fuzzy behind a streaming curtain. His feet carried him.