Marlena, there is something I have to tell you. Maybe after I tell you this you won't want to be my friend, but it is killing me inside. Lately I have...been having these strange thoughts. When you would tell me about that one guy that flirts with you I would get jealous. Jealous because I didn't want him to take you away from me. Plus I get butterflies in my stomach when I see you, and I get such a rush between my legs when you smile at me. I feel like I am in high school again. I think I am. You're probably smarter than the rest of us. Everyone will have to come around eventually, I guess."He shrugged, wearing a sheepish grin. "Sorry if I'm driving you crazy about it." You aren't, really." She picked up the thermos. "Let me help." Thanks."Once they finished gathering everything up, Dan clucked his tongue, and the two horses immediately turned from where they were grazing to approach. Dan stowed away what he was holding, and then took Brooke's burden to do the same. While he. We were just far enough away from the other two that they couldn’t hear our conversation. ‘Do you plan on fucking all three of us?’ I posed, with a little more serious tone. ‘That depends,’ she replied. ‘On what?’ I wondered. ‘On whether or not you all three can get your dicks hard,’ she stated as she looked up at me with a grin. ‘Well, if I had to bet, I’d say that Tom’s probably already is,’ I informed her. ‘Let’s find out!’ she giggled and turned toward him. Breaking free from my. I'll read it." I got onto the bed and placed the pillow between my legs. I heard the phone buzz again.'Oh and feel free to cry through this. Adds to the authenticity ;-)'I felt sick that he was enjoying this. I could imagine him in his office with a raging boner, telling his secretary that he couldn't be disturbed under any circumstances. 'Come on now. Nobody likes a slow storyteller.'I began to start humping the pillow, feeling embarrassed that my mother had bought these for me. I tried to.