So I collected the remaining carts, telling my neighbor goodbye. After clearing the lot, I slowly made my way to her office. A funeral dirge playing...in the back of my head along the way.When I arrived and knocked on the door, she told me to come in. I did so and she walked behind me to close the door. She sat back down and looked directly at me. She asked what I was doing out there. I said he was just a friend that I had had fun with in the past. She asked if I was gay. I told her I. He starts going faster and faster, driving it all the way in and all the way out. He pulls out, and with a pop it is out of my mouth. I look up at him with a surprised look on my face and he tells me that if I want it that bad that I must ask for it.I tell him, I beg him to give me his cock. He makes me beg, for the honor of sucking him. He tells me that if I take it now that I will have to take it all the way and finish him off. I say that I will do it, just give it to me. He pulls my head. “You’re right. Besides, I love you more than anything. Mister, you are stuck with me, FOREVER.” She kissed him, making sure to drag her breasts still wet with Heather’s ejaculated juices across his chest.Dave added, “Oh, before I forget, Clarisse wanted you and me to join her for a little demonstration of a unique way I can make love to two females simultaneously. I can’t figure that out, but she did add ‘sort of’ to her description.”“Ooooh, I’m the curious one now,” Alice crooned. She spotted. Derrick didn't order wine with their meal. They didn't need it-the company was more intoxicating.Coming back to their table after a slow dancing set, Holly didn't let go of his hand when he seated her. Looking into his eyes, she studied his face.Nodding, a decision made, she asked, "Derrick, how come you haven't come on to me? I know you're interested." A bubbly giggle, "I can tell when we're dancing."Derrick blushed."But you've never even tried to kiss me, beyond a good-night peck. How come?".