I smacked myself. I apologized to her. She told its ok. She joked and wondered how it would be. I jokingly told, one day I will try.Then the new year ...ame. She invited me to come as I couldn’t go home. She opened the door in a low cut blouse and a transparent saree. She was hot. I kept on staring at her. She went to the kitchen to get food. The way her ass moved felt like an eternity.I kept my things and the gifts on the table and went with her in the kitchen. She looked at me and smiled. I. ———————————————— ‘What the fuck is Jake doing here?’ I turned and asked Danielle when I saw him raise his hand and call out to us in Grand Central Station. ‘I kind of told him that we were coming here and he was close to Chicago so he came.’ ‘And you weren’t going to tell me!’ ‘I knew you would get mad!’ ‘Why the hell would I want to be the third wheel to one of my best friends and my ex-boyfriend! No one wants to do that!’ ‘I’m sorry, but I can’t really send him away now. He already bought his. Ava and Carol made wonderful sluts too, and I made sure they knew that I thought so - Carol was HOT! - but it was Julia that stole the show. How does someone steal a show by showing nothing? Especially because I'm not attracted to girls as young as she was pretending to be. It made no sense. So much for my thinking Julia would prove to be an inadequate slut. Julia proved - yet again - how wrong I can be when it comes to girls. I don't know why I bother. Oops, yes I do!Ava declared, "Guys are SO. I stepped out by the pool when Barb hung up and called him. It went to voice mail. I tried again. It went to voice mail. I sent a text.Stop fucking around and call me back. Now!He did. “I was in the john. Can’t a guy take a piss? What’s up your ass?”“Okay, sorry. I don’t know, I thought you were avoiding me. What ... Matteo, what was up with your arm last night?”“The shaking? It’s nothing. Remember when I broke my arm? There was some minor nerve damage and now that I’m getting older, it haunts.