"Just had mine," she teased.I grabbed the can of chocolate whipped cream giving it a shake before squirting some in my mouth. "Perfect," I assured her...She rested back as I squeezed some into her mouth for a taste."Mmmm, you know how much I love chocolate," she flirted.I dispensed some on her shoulders then scooped it with my tongue. Next was each of her nipples, starting with the left, right, belly button then her bare pubic bone. Breaths escaped her, parting her legs wider. I teased at her. Mom won’t be home for at least an hour after that. Maybe you can stay for dinner too.”Donna added, “Or maybe a sleepover. You have one of those epicene names or a unisex name. You know like Jessie, Fran, or Chris. My mother will just assume that you are a girl and say yes.” She thought a moment then asked, “Do you think your mother will mind if I sleep over?”I replied, “I think I can talk her into it.”Donna said, “Okay, how about this weekend then, both Friday night and Saturday night?” She. He clipped me with it, I went down though aware of what was happening, I popped back up. The ref ran me through a standing 8 count. We were just about to engage when the bell rang.Going back to the corner, I could see the ring apron was full. They were talking even before I got close.“What the hell were you thinking?”“That wasn’t the game plan.”I couldn’t take the nonstop chatter. “Look, one at a time. You both are confusing me.”Master Boripat took the pause to hit me with a zinger.“Look,. ”“Bethany’s loss,” Gayle had said, “though she doesn’t deserve you.”“Gayle,” Steve had said, “is a fan. She’s real taken with you ... Look, why don’t I go to the office this morning?” In those days, Greg had worked for a software company which kept its office in a building you could get in 24/7. Still, what he had seemed to be suggesting contradicted every rule that they had ever had. He and Greg were pals; they didn’t poach on the other one’s girl.“He’ll have to take a shower,” Gayle had said..