The sheets, pillows, and blankets were as we'd left them. Then she was talking to me. "With women it's things: touchstones, physical objects. I don't...know if I got that from Oprah or Dr. Phil or Dear Prudence or where the fuck. But it's true. You sell that fucking bed, Annie. If you're ever gonna blab this to Steven it'll be because you can't stand to see that goddamned bed or sleep in it one more time. Get it out of this house. You told me Steven doesn't like it anyway." That was true. My. I stormed out the door and drove straight to a hotel with the intent of just spending the night alone. Once at the hotel though, my thoughts went back to that fat juicy camel toe I had seen earlier that day. I called my long time school friend, Geraldine and told her I was kind of bummed out and needed to talk. Geraldine was a lesbian who would allow me the pleasure of fucking her once or twice a year. A few times for my birthday she let me fuck her white girlfriend, Judy while she played. My mind wanders while I drink in your passion and taste you for the first time. This must be a dream. The crowd around us is getting larger. Two men walk over to the limo and, as if written in a script, begin to fondle each of your breasts. Your response is to reach down and unzip them each and pull their cocks out of their pants so that you can yank on their cocks. These men now begin to suck each nipple while I continue to eat your pussy and drink its delicious juice; and you have a tight. The three of them took one taxi and Kate andI in the other. We arrived first and Kate said shewanted to take a shower so we went in and jumped in theshower. As we were getting in she handed me a tube of lubricantand a condom and said, “Your choice of holes,” andsmiled. We washed up and she took her time to give me a massageas she rubbed me down. It was quite a relaxing showed.I did the same for her and she turned away from mesticking her ass out basically inviting me to take herfrom.