.. well, we fizzled out a while ago. I think we're hanging on now out of habit." Just the same," said Mike. "Let me know if there's anything I can do....It's a damn cliché, I know, but if you need to talk or anything..."Jessie nodded, impatient with the small talk. She brightened for a moment, hearing the refrigerator behind the wet bar. "Do you have any Coke?" she asked."I do," he nodded. "No, no, let me get it," he said, rising from the leather chair behind his desk, before Jessie could. " About what?" You. Well, you and me. And you and her. And you and... and Van."She was stunned. How could Collette talk to Bobby about her and Van? "Oh," was all she could squeak out."She also said you love me."Patty sat speechless."Do you?" prompted Bobby."Yes," she said immediately."I love you too," he replied.Patty began trembling, her eyes becoming moist. "You do?" she sniffed."Yeah I think so," he replied. "But we have to talk about some things. I don't think we've been honest with each. Joe jerked, rolling onto his back. That was a mistake. Mark was now against his side; in his hand he held his erect cock. Joe could feel it against his hip.Mark flipped the comforter back with his other hand, uncovering himself down to his knees. Joe looked down and saw in the dim light Mark's cock as he slowly pulled at it."I know what a dick feels like, thanks," Joe tried to sound firm."Do you? You know what yours feels like. You've licked mine."Joe licked his lips and remembered how strange. He was surprised to see on the internet that the pills were actually imported from the country of India. Apparently, India had taken advantage of the American pursuit of lower cost medications by use of “Generic” medications favored by insurance companies looking at their profit margins. He was not overly concerned by that fact because, after all, the success of Capitalism depended on standard laws of cost margins and supply and demand to drive the train uphill against the rising expenses of.