I am making out with her and she is very vocal and is moaning and groaning as her hubby and I are finding every possible sensitive area she has on her...body and massaging it, kissing it, licking it, or rubbing it. She is crawling all over because she can't sit still. So we are a mass moving all over the room finding new ways to please her. I get so involved with her that I am oblivious to him even being in the room with us. I am on my back and she has gotten on top of me, kissing me and I feel a. The power... Elated or no, I was loath to move, deciding to stay in bed and do my best to return to the sweet embrace of sleep. It was great idea theoretically, but after half an hour of tossing and turning, trying to hide my head under the cushions to lessen the noise, and finally yelling for the men to shut up, I accepted failure. Whoever the men were, they were simply too loud. I was seriously considering murder when Hanna appeared. Her head and shoulders came in first, her gaze darting. Just when he thought he had it down, they changed. Still, he had seen Jan smile more in the past three days than he had in the last year. Bryant seemed happier, too."I have to run to my house to get some clothes for the weekend," Jan said, standing. "I'll leave you two to solve all the world's problems. I'll expect a full report when I get back."She gave Bryant a kiss on the cheek before she leaned over and did the same for Chuck. The older man wasn't positive that Jan Elliot had ever even. ’ ‘You’re such a Pollyanna,’ I said with exasperation. Maybe I should become an actress. I seemed to have a different tone and expression for each sentence. I didn’t understand this from Jen. From Sunny it made some sense. She liked to try to find some good in everyone. From Sandy it would be expected. She was quite a bit like Jeff, assuming the best of people until they demonstrated they were not to be trusted. Jeff, at least, was developing some skepticism as he saw people misbehave. Jen.