Maybe I was the bitter one and she was just reflecting my mood. Either way, I resolved that when Julie comes back for lunch that I’ll have to lighte... up her mood somehow. And mine. I had bread, cheese, ham, mayo, lettuce and plenty of white wine. Lunch no problem. I didn’t know when she was going to be over or what she wanted. I simply pulled out the groceries and left them on the counter. I decided I was going to make myself some soup for later on. I pulled out what I had. Tomatoes, frozen. The game ended with me and Charlotte in our knickers my lad in his boxer shorts and the other lad taking his briefs off, 'fuck me!' i thought as i saw his erect cock, it must have been 9" long and as thick as my wrist. Charlotte practically dived on him and i sat on my fellas knees and started kissing himwhich had the desired effect as i could feel his cock nudging me through his shorts. I knelt down between his knees and pulled his shorts off and started to lick his cock up and down,. If the neck of the bottle pointed at a man, whichever of them had spun it would give him a blow-job. If it pointed at either of the women, then the woman must decide who she would give a blow-job to. If it pointed at nobody, then she got a free pass.Sharon got to go first. She spun the bottle nervously, praying it would land in open space as everyone eyed the bottle expectantly. The bottle slowed and came to a stop between Two-Stroke and Greasy. Sharon looked at them nervously, hoping it. I cannot put a day or even a time that I came to the understanding that all I ever felt was that my life was justlived to make it easier for others. The house was not what I wanted, it was over 4,000 square feet ofpretension and I never felt like it was "MY" home but just a place where I was supposed to show up and to paythe bills as they came in, and oh boy did they come in each month.So back to why I'm writing this.To all my co-workers, family, and friends;I decided a few months ago that all.