"I said "Hmmm?"She said, "I'm cleaning out a mouse cage, one of our hamsters had a litter a few days ago, and the mother is pushing some of the little...ones away, while I've got the sides off, she's pushing them over the edge."I noticed a few shavings drift down to the floor next to the little victim."These pinkies won't survive."She turned to grab something above me when I heard another two little 'pafs'. I just started to say "I thi..." when Marisa turned back and stepped squarely on one of my. She stood there a moment taking in my appearance and then whispered"What are you doing here? I never thought I'd see you again. Who's responsiblefor all this as she pointed at my maid's outfit and fingered the leather lacingon my legs." I noticed she was taking a long look at my shoes with the specialheels and the long laces that began from there up each leg. A slow smile on herface told me she already had an idea who was responsible for that."Well," I began "I need to thank you for the. We both said we didn’t right then but we had before. I asked them if they had boyfriends and they both said no they weren’t really big on commitment. They were getting awfully flirtatious and it started to make me a little horny. Then it was Jessie’s turn to ask us a question. She got a devilish sexy grin and asked where was the strangest place we would want to have sex. On the inside I was freaking out. Either these girls were huge teases or they wanted us! I calmed myself down before I. I see you at the bar. The bartender pointing up to where I'm standing and you catch me watching you. You make your way across the dance floor and up the stairs."You're not trying to ditch me are you?" you say as your eyes travel the full length of me."Not you, just your wife," I reply sipping my drink, batting my eyelashes."Not my wife," you tell me."Well, your 'girlfriend' seemed pissed to see you dancing with me." I probe, wondering what your game is."Not my girlfriend. I only met her.