We’d hit up an ice cream place the next shopping center over. We would talk. Real talk, the kind of talk that makes you wish you could remember who ...aid that quote, or who wrote that great book you need to re-read. I wouldn’t call it love, it’s called chemistry for a reason, and there was a lot of it. The manager liked me because I never kissed anyones ass when we used to work together. I got fired from being a bartender for serving someone interesting a drink. It wasn’t the hot birthday girl. You forgot something, babe. And what is that? Liz stands still hoping to be sent back to the kitchen but the smile on Chriss face tells her he can see what she is trying to hide and he is not going to let her get away with it. Youre here to serve us, bring my friends their beers. Liz turns and tries to squeeze her thighs together to hide the wetness between them as she delivers a beer to each man. She notices the eyes on her body as she makes her way around the room and curses her own body for. Each spurt of his cock, tickled my cervix…and I liked the feeling.When he was finished, he rolled over and pulled us on top of him. We laid our head on his shoulder and went to sleep.- - - - -For the next three days, George Clooney fucked me and the other me. We did sixty-nine. We rode his cock in the cowboy position. And he fucked us from behind in the shower every morning.I finally gave in to the other me and became totally committed to whatever he wanted. He liked for us to suck him off. ”Brigitte stepped towards me and unzipped my jeans. I didn’t need to help her out with my pants as I had gone commando that evening. Maybe that’s what started it. I wouldn’t put it past Melissa, to tell Brigitte that I didn’t have much on underneath. Brigitte eased her hand into the opening of my jeans and wrapped it around my cock. At the time, it was a small cock, but I knew it would grow. I watched the smile on her face develop as she massaged it, squeezing and tugging on it, encouraging it.