He's a really big fan now and won't leave us alone. He keeps asking for more... And so Finally, in a not very rational act of loathing conspiratorial ...nspired contemptuousness We smeared our sexually transmitted nasties all over his keyboard and phone and any other office utensil which happened to be laying in, on or around his desk Sorta like hoping he'll get infected with our infectious funk and stay home for a few weeks and come down a little while wondering how in the hell he got knocked. . THERE! Several pictures scattered throughout their visit of the two of them crossing a street without holding hands; something she knew they both reflexively did when crossing.“A shell game,” Helena said to herself as she lit a cigarette and looked the photos over. Just like with the trunk. Presumably, Julie would periodically slip into a bathroom, trade outfits with one of the two women, give them the wig and put on the black one, and then Claire or Brenda would take Julie’s place on Troy’s. Still, I made no attempt to stop her."Yes, oh god, yes," the woman moaned, "harder!"She was still looking at me, her eyes now glazing over with lust. I didn’t know what to do. The display was incredibly erotic, but watching my own girlfriend go down on a stranger was almost tearing me apart. I felt aroused and humiliated. A tear trickled down my cheek."I’m Janet," the woman told me, but then her lips pursed and her breath hitched. "Yes, suck on my clit, yes, oh god!"Her body arched and her eyes. I want to feel his skin against mine. Flesh against flesh. One button…. Two buttons…. Damn buttons!!!! Finally I get all of the buttons and my lips move to his skin. I breathe him in. His scent is intoxicating, invigorating. Will I get enough of this man? And I dont even know his name! Wait! Before this goes any further I must know your name. Why must you know my name Lady? Tis only a name. I do not want any others name to escape my lips but yours. If you take me now I am yours. Dionysus, my.