. and it couldn't work. They both knew, it even if they'd never voiced it.It was too late, though. Gibbs knew she fantasized about him, and he did her... It had taken weeks for him to get the Marilyn Monroe image out of his head and even now, thinking about her in that dress could get him revved up pretty quickly.He swallowed hard, shaking his head. He didn't need to be going down a road of Abby as Marilyn ... or Abby in leather. That wasn't a good idea at all."Fuck," he muttered, trying to shake. Just ... watched movies, ate what little food we could find around here, which wasn’t much in this house, had sex with each other, that kind of thing,” Damon spoke for the rest of them from the sound of it.“Yes, well, I think that it’s time to check out the area, don’t you? Except you two, unless you want to join us,” I turned to Eddie and Arnie.“Not yet. Tomorrow, perhaps. I want to ... spend time with my new lover,” Eddie grinned.From the look on Arnie’s face, he didn’t seem to mind, so. I want to, she replied and that was it for me. I slowly reached down and pulled down her pants. She kicked them away and I realised she wore no underwear. I looked at her smooth round ass. You wanna take me from behind? I answered her question by throwing off my pants and boxers and kissing her neck. My bare cock rubbed against her back. I gripped her breasts a little tighter and was rewarded with another small squeal. She used her hand to place my cock at her asshole, though she had to stand. “What do you think?” he asked.Jeannie leaned towards him and replied, “It’s very loud! Where are the musicians?”He smiled and shook his head. “No musicians. See that guy over there on the platform on the side? He plays recordings of music. He’s a disc jockey.” She still looked confused at him. What were discs and why did they need to be ridden like horses. He grinned and said, “I’ll explain it later.”Their drinks were brought, and they sipped them. She looked down at the dance floor and asked,.