“Sounds good, already providing your wife with sustenance, see ya?”“See ya, Lizzie,” I said.“Lizzie – who’s Lizzie?” my best friend Al...x asked, having been listening in surreptitiously.“Uh, my girlfriend from back in Brighton, I went and got her and we ... live together now, in my apartment?” I said, trying to remember what had been said so far.“You never said you had a girl back home?” Alex pressed.“You never asked! She asked me to come get her, she was ready to move in?”Oh, shit, deeper and. We never completely let go of one another as articles of clothing hit the floor on our way to her bedroom, where I lifted her tiny body atop her quilt and then we made love not unlike two people who were meant to be together, exploring every part of each other until at last exhaustion overtook us in the early crack of dawn hours. This time it hadn’t been about the screaming, multiple orgasms we each seemed hell-bent on giving the other, but more about drawing out the event until the two of us. All he heard was another “Baaaaahb, goooood.” She bounced all over him and her black shiny legs went crazy. But for her garter belt, her stockings would be around her ankles. Pussy juice was all over his lap. It took forever for Bonnie to stop shaking on his lap, however he kept his probing fingers in place, feeling Bonnie’s gentle aftershocks. She lay over his lap until she could catch her breath. Perkins did not mind the wait. He enjoyed the view. She was a sight made in heaven and she knew. Emma slumped down in the broken wooden chair her dad kept promising to fix, but never wood. Normally, she would have been proud of herself for not loosing it until she got back to the safety of her room, but she couldn't even feel good about that today.Today, Emma had made the tragic mistake of trying to be brave. She had followed Sam's advice and asked her Clayton; the boy of her reams. It had ended in humiliation. It wasn't Clayton's fault, it was Lindsey who had humiliated her in front of.