“I’ve hoped for it but I thought that I don’t have a chance.”“A chance?”“To get you.”I have to laugh. “Oh, you do. Come on, let’s ...ake sure you fully get your chance.”She laughs happily while she leads me to a bedroom. One of many, it seems. I need to ask her for a map in case I need to find a place to pee. Of course, it turns out that her bedroom has a separate bathroom. Which seems to be bigger than my whole apartment.We lie in the enormous bed after an extended and very satisfying session of. It was then then that Patricia asked me if I would be comfortable being naked in their company, or would I be comfortable if they were naked in my company. I said I was comfortable with either situation, or if we were all naked, that would be fine too. Another few drinks were drank and when Patricia returned from a toilet break she returned just wearing her underwear and slippers, as well as another bottle of wine and soon (her Boyfriend at the time) Patrick followed her and he too had a toilet. "Oh, not that late. How are you feeling?" "My head hurts. I can't remember going to sleep," She said as she held her head in her hands. I offered to make her breakfast and headed off to the kitchen to brew some coffee. Miriam wandered in wearing a silky red dressing gown that clung to her ass and revealed her breasts as she grabbed a cup from the cupboard. "I need to ask you a favour." She whispered. "I want you to keep what happened a secret and not break up with Lisa. She really likes you and. I got so mad at Mommy. Then ... when Jenny...” Essie cried. “I was so mean. She was crying. All the time. I just ... I went like ‘At least you got a damn cat!’ So mean. Empathy. I understand Joe.”“You do?”“Sure,” she sniffled. “If I had a pet, I could...”“Empathize.”“Empathize,” she said carefully. “I wouldn’t be mean. I could even offer my cat for her. And Mommy. I understand. I ... a cat ... it would ... I would...”“ ... be responsible.”“Yeah. And if something ... Gosh! I didn’t ....