Over our pint we talked about the club & i asked Martin where Leslie had been most of the night as we didnt see much of her to which he said she was i... a private room with her female lover, who was one of the hostesses there as she too was very Bisexual which got me thinking about the two of them at home now & the look on Shirls face the day before, Martin called home & said we would get a cooked chicken from the deli counter so just to cook some veg & do some gravy. That gave us another hour. She deflected the date discussion every time it came up with the same logic. Since nothing will change - we already live together, we're already having sex, we're not having kids 'til after graduation, there was no need to get married. I had a need. I wanted to.I will admit, as well, that that did not make me any more patient on the subject.During summer semester, Alex went home. I wanted to, but decided instead to take a summer class or two - largely because that was what Vette was planning. I. I'll assume you're drunk and overlook your rudeness this time. Now we're going to have our coffee and relax a spell then we'll move on."The man jumped from his seat and reached for his gun. He didn't have it in his hand yet when he stopped. He felt his asshole pucker and fear surged through his stomach. He was looking down the barrel of Sam's revolver. Sam said, "You almost made a fatal mistake there partner. Now why don't you just hold that pistol by two fingers and bring it over here to me. A few layers short of a lasagna, but nice.I took off all my clothes in front of the large mirror. My boucy boobs, with their pink little nipples. My sexy legs. My bald pussy. My sweet ass. I was hot for myself, for Christ's sakes. I stated petting myself lightly, over my hips, arms, thighs and buttocks. It was then that a funny feeling came over me. An odd feeling. I turned my head sharply. Standing in the doorway was Chris, drooling from his mouth like a sicko peeping tom. I screamed, grabbing.