She will be just right for me when she gets used to us." I kissed Ruthie, turned over, and went to sleep.I awoke early. Something was different. The p...rson next to me was not Ruthie. I opened my eyes to find Gisele's eyes looking at me, inches from my face. She looked ready to run which was of course impossible for she was between Ruthie and me. "Good morning Gisele, you are looking pretty this morning. I have to go up to the bathroom. I'll be back."When I returned, "Okay Ruthie, tell me about. Understand that relationships and I simply don’t mix. I honestly can say that without batting an eyelash. A lot of guys say that because they’re the player type. They go from woman to woman, bed to bed. They can’t settle down because they don’t want to settle down. Me? I was just the opposite. For real. I longed for a relationship but I just couldn’t seem to meet the right gal. I’d gone on dates with chicks of various ethnicities. Black women, white women and even one Punjab chick from the. I’d dropped my eyes when he spoke, and now I lifted them, and found him looking almost longingly at my breasts. As I glanced down again I realized with a shock that they were clearly visible through my nightie, my naked breasts and my surprisingly stiff and swollen nipples! And suddenly heat was flowing uncontrollably through me, and my pussy was starting to feel very wet. This was crazy, totally crazy. I quickly gulped down my drink and mumbled something about must go to bed, have to be up. ‘Me and my friends love to tell each other stories.’ She filled everyone else in quickly about what they had told each other previously. The occupants of the brothel listened with interest. The women grabbed Charlie. ‘So, can you tell us about any more girls?’ ‘Why, of course I can.’ he said, leading them into the room. ‘And Lucy,’ the men said, ‘Perhaps we could do all of the things you used to do. You probably do them so well.’ ‘Well, let’s say I’ve forgotten. Perhaps you could show me?’ .