I gave her a long kiss goodbye, trying to hide my hard on at the thoughts of what might happen.I walk slowly down the stairs and then try and casually...look up at the window to see what is going on. As I get across the square I look up and see Mark standing at the window...I can't tell what is going on until I spot Carrie behind him touching him before slowly dropping to her knees....I grab our overnight bag from the car and check in. I am very distracted by the thoughts of what Carrie is up to. ”“True.”“This is all comical to you,” he sighed.“Aw, babe. Don’t worry. They’ll never know.”Something pounded at the door. “Shit—we need to leave,” Gerald said.Lucy, unaffected, leisurely pulled her panties up while Gerald frantically struggled to secure his pants. Despite his haste, he whipped his phone out, pointing it at Lucy. Once she realized what he was doing, she stuck her ass out further toward him, posing.“Perfect—now I’m all set to get castrated.” “Don’t worry. I’ll never let anything. T. had stopped dating altogether, instead choosing to live vicariously through Tim’s relationship. Of course, nobody took what happened harder than Tim, but J.T. finished an awfully close second. Sure, they were best friends, but more than that, it was almost like she’d betrayed J.T., too. He’d tried to explain it one night at a bar, when neither Tim nor J.T. was fit to drive or even walk, but he’d given up after about a minute, convincing himself he’d never be able to explain it in a way that. Leave him alone and find some other guy to fuck tonight,” she fumed. “Excuse me! This is a party and we were just talking, bitch. Calm down and keep a tighter leash on your boyfriend,” I fumed back. The more I denied I was flirting with him, the angrier she became. By now the ruckus was catching the attention of all the other guests that were nearby. Just as I decided to shut up and let her leave, I felt my hands being pulled back and pinned behind me. “Since you like showing off to my guy,.