I get a couple sodas from the fridge and hand him one. Hethanks me and opens the can. I try to make conversation while we wait forthe pizza, but he ...ostly just mumbles back at me while he watches T.V. anddrinks his soda. This is definitely going to be a long weekend. Soon thepizza is ready and I cut a couple slices for each of us. After we eat, Inotice I need to get a few things at the market."Listen," I say, "I need to run to the market for a few things. Just hangout here until I get. I’m not mad at you or her, I’m mad at the situation.” She looked back up to them.“You know how much they mean to her. I assure you that she means just as much to them. And when I leave here, I have to go home and walk in on the two people I love most in all the world in the midst of their either peaceful sleep or joyful copulation to tell them that someone just stabbed the woman that they both refer to as ‘my first girlfriend.’ I NEED to give them more than what the news is saying.“You two have. The first thing I noted which I had noted before during the swimsuit modeling was that Marcy was tanned all over. I asked her, "Marcy, have you been visiting a tanning salon, or have you been sunning in the altogether." And just like that she responded, "Sunning in the altogether. I love the breeze on my bare skin and the backyard deck on my home is private enough so I won't shock my neighbors." Marcy, judging by what I'm looking at now I think many of your neighbors would be pleased not. I began the drawing of his dick.It definitely was a little longer than before, but not by much. It was about the same as when I saw it two days ago. I think my cleavage did it to him, or perhaps it was my hands spreading open his legs. In either case, Peter didn't seem to notice. He simply sat on the stool as though nothing was out of the ordinary.I began to get more and more horny. I wanted to see more. I wanted to be able to draw him long, hard, and erect. And then I realized, why not? Peter.