Im not understanding why you like to disappoint me. Im not understanding why you like to anger me. I figured the lesson of you sleeping on the floor w...s enough."At these words, she struggles against his hand. She opens her mouth, words dripping with acid off her lips,"If you must know Sir, I was cleaning the house. If you must know Sir, I was in the middle of cleaning the bathroom when your little friend stopped by for a visit. Seemed to him that I was better suited to whine, than be a house. He promptly informed her that they were definitely enjoying the show and that she had great tits. She grinned at their remarks as she squeezed her tits, then informed them that usually she didn't wear anything at all while she was down there. That way she could take a dip in the water without worrying about having a suit on. While she was telling them her story, one of the guys was snapping photos of her with a 35mm camera. She actually struck a couple of poses for him, then asked if he'd like. Nice, okay?" And you're Mr. Fist, too," Frank said with a wry grin. "Hmm. Multiple personality disorder. I'd have that checked if I were you."Jason snorted and clamped a hand over his mouth to stifle a laugh."Hah, hah, very funny," Richie grumped."C'mon guys, that's enough," Jason said, though his voice was quavering in amusement. He had to admit that it was funny when someone got a good one on Richie. "Frank's new in town, Richie." Yeah, whatever. Let's just go see what the mystery meat for. After fifteen minutes, Rob and Naomi suddenly stopped as they heard Fumiko and Cal chuckling; Cal said, “I think we should change the topic for a while.”Rob and Naomi both looked as if they were about to protest, but Fumiko said, “Quite. So, Rob, tell me about your girlfriend.”“I don’t have one.”“A handsome man like you, no female companionship?”“Well, no girlfriend in particular. All women like me.”“I’m sure,” Fumiko smiled.“And you?”“Oh, I have no girlfriend either.”Everybody laughed, and.