She was now ten minutes late.He took a calming breath and exhaled deeply, trying to push away whatever panic was building up in him. He considered giv...ng her a call, just to see if everything was all right. Nothing to worry about, he said to himself. She's just running a little late. That's all.He wasn't concerned about her safety, at least not yet. No, his biggest worry was that Anton was right about her. "Don't try it," his coworker had said to him the first day he worked with her. "She. ”“Yeah, about that. Lynn and I have been talking about things.”Oh shit! I’m gonna die! Here it comes.“Don’t worry about me. I’ll just find another bar to go to and you won’t have to worry about me.”“But I am worried about you and so is Erin. Paul, we love you. WE love you. You do not have to choose one of us or worry about running one of us off. WE. LOVE. YOU.”“Right. So how is that going to work? Do I have to keep a time clock to make sure that I spend equal time with each of you? If we are. Choosing the size closest to fit Mary stepped into the one piece. Looking in the mirror she turned from side to side. A tap on the door startled her. May I come in, the voice asked. Mary unlocked the door and stepped back. Beth smiled seeing how the swimsuit fit her. I hope you don't mind, Beth said softly. I went ahead and picked this out for you. Mary blushed and said, I don't think I have the figure for that. Nonsense, Beth said. I bet it fits perfect on you. Pushing the door closed, Beth. I mean if it were up to me she’d already be slutted up and sent out to the street to earn her keep as a candy ass cock sucker that I know she wants to be.”The trill of her thrashing, caused my thrust to throb as it dripped with desire at her degrading. “You mean…you think he’s gay?” Tiffany questioned, not quite sure where she was going, but the wet spot of my want widening made her aware of my amusement at the abasement.“She a fag alright, a slutty cum eating queer that I’m sure has spilt her.