”I’m glad she was exhausted too.“I was VERY proud of you tonight, stephanie. I was genuinely happy the way you performed and in front of strange...s.” “We will have other such nights, possibly all 6 of us, FFFMMM.”We both fell asleep and woke up late Saturday morning. We were still tired from the night before.We went out to a Chinese Restaurant and had a nice meal. It seemed that we were fully recuperated after dinner.We went back to her place and she went to her room and returned wearing a very. ..yea...yeah, yo...you are right Selma. I...I...I really wish min..mine wereas bi...nice as yours," he stuttered blushing fiercely.As usual when a mixed group got together, the boys went their way andthe girls another. The guys played football while the girls got the foodready and gossiped. Harold didn't mind being with the girls, after all,what male wouldn't mind being the only one in the mist of scantily cladbeautiful women. He did catch himself looking over at the guys andwishing his body. Being thanked by name makes them feel appreciated, and I feel good doing it. Laura and I exchanged glances when she scanned my groceries and packed them for me. I’d go to the store, even if I didn’t really need anything, and always wait in Laura’s line, no matter how long it took.One day several weeks later, she surprised me by asking me to take part in a customer survey questionnaire, and I’d receive a surprise gift for my time. Of course, I gladly accepted just to be with her. The survey took. I placed my hand gently on her arm. Her hand quickly covered mine and griped it tightly. Guys always say the wrong things when women are crying, so I said nothing, but my heart was breaking as I watched such sadness.She looked at me, a bit surprised; I don't know who she was expecting. She quickly turned and threw her arms around my neck and cried, "It's too much, and I can't do it. I am so lonely."Not knowing what to say I just hugged her and waited until she calmed down. She held me tightly.