“No, like we have the same mother jackass.”Woah.I stared at Rochelle for several long moments, watching her chest raise and lower. I was unable to...tell if it was arousal or anger, so I decided to go for broke.“I noticed you didn’t say no.” I said slowly. Rochelle’s mouth fell open.“What would it take for you to call her right now and set it up?” I asked.“A million dollars.” She quickly replied.“Seriously.” I replied.“Seriously, a million dollars, for each of us.” She said, crossing her arms.I. I then felt her legs which had been tightly together part slightly and I wondered ... could it be?I squeezed her leg again just above her knee and felt an answering squeeze in return as her hand lessened the pressure on mine as if giving me the go ahead. Cautiously I moved my hand upwards an inch half expecting a rebuke or her legs or hand to clamp down on mine yet nothing came and I gave her another gentle squeeze only to hear her sigh gently. Again and again I moved my hand always expecting a. "Good morning, Mithter Cooper," she lisped. "Pleathe may I have a good morning kith like my goodnight one?"Christopher said nothing. He put his mug down and gently took her in his arms. He held her for a few moments and then raised her head with a finger under her chin. He kissed her very gently."Yes," he whispered. "Yes, my precious, little funny."He kissed her again still gently but at length. Very gently, almost hesitantly his tongue touched her lips. Hers responded equally gently. He. He massaged them both deftly while my tongue pushed its way into his mouth. Stan, meanwhile, had moved in behind me. His hands had pushed my shirt up and unhooked the skimpy lace bra I wore. His fingertips found my erect nipples and began to do wonderful things to them. His lips caressed the nape of my neck while his teeth nibbled there. We all stopped at the same time to finish removing our clothes. We three stood there in glorious nudity, breathless anticipation dawning in all of us, before.