Storming room to room I threw open every window but there was no breeze. The air just sat there like it didn’t give a fuck. Sweat covered my body. ... needed a shower. A cold, long shower. I remembered back to Markus and the last time we made love in the grotto of a mansion as the cool water cascaded off of our naked bodies. I turned the faucet handle all the way to ‘C’. It had been five days since I swore off cock. Remembering Jill’s mouth making me cum earlier that day wasn’t helping the. I nodded, listening. "Can I offer one suggestion?" Kim asked, nudging my leg with hers. "Let CJ know first. Then you two can decide how to tell everyone else."I took a deep breath and picked up my phone. That sick feeling turned me into a statue, unable to bring up my contact list. I couldn't even feel my swollen eyes, but warm tears were dripping from them. Kim wrapped me in her arms immediately, silently passing her own energy into me... to do what had to be done. When she let me go from her. Bedroom into a sauna. That night was one such night and she had fallen asleep on top of her covers wearing a long t-shirt for a nightgown. I had always slept in my underwear and I refused to change that habit just because she was there; we'd grown up together so she'd seen me in my skivvies hundreds of times over the years. I didn't realize that puberty would make things a whole bunch different, and a 'hole' lot better. Our house was furnished in the classic ugly-seventies style of shag carpet. Wiping away the tear from her cheek, she walked out of the airport and to her car. Pushing the button on her key chain, the doors to her Candy Apple Red 2009 Ford GT Mustang Convertible unlocked. Kylie looked up at the sky one more time then climbed into her car and put the key into the ignition. Sighing heavily she turned the key. The engine turned over and she put it in reverse. Speeding out of the parking lot, she made her way towards the freeway, to her home in Belle Mont. The house stood.