V. marathons or video-game all-nighters. The constant buzz of the vibrators was easily muffled by the noise coming from Matt's PC. But that didn't mea... the three captured girls weren't feeling it. They tormented them unrelentlessly, feeding of Matt's wall socket. It would spike his electic bill a bit, but it was definitely worth it.Each of them were attached onto bases that kept them from falling and kept their legs secured. The "schoolgirl" was placed in a charming, laid back stance, with her. “My God but you are delusional Spencer.”They were just heading in for that second beer when Sloan’s cell went off. It was Annie.“Checking up on your husband?” He answered laughing.“Sloan, you need to get in here, right now. It’s Sara.” Annie shouted in the phone.“Where are you?”“Have Spencer bring you, tell him Arleen’s.”And she hung up.Fortunately, there was no one else in the store but even the people on the sidewalk could hear her screaming.Annie went back to Sara. She pulled her into a hug. We got on famously, and among other things, discussed The English Patient. We flirted, and next thing I recall was saying yes to: ‘Can we meet for coffee?’.In the book of life, is there a chapter on chemistry between two same-sex people, and how does one decode it? I was trailing breadcrumbs—started with rummaging through memories of my past. As a 12-year-old, was my attraction to my best friend’s mother (who looked like Brooke Shields!) sexual? I began questioning my long-term relationship. What was I doing? It’s a terrible idea to objectify the woman you’re asking for a job. I took a deep breath and tried once again to move past the fog of arousal clouding my thoughts. My erection twitched disappointedly, but with relief, I felt it begin to diminish.As if sensing my interest, Mrs. Sandstrom leaned back in her chair and regarded me critically. Her dark eyes were piercingly intelligent and seemed to see right through me. They drifted down to my lap for a moment, and my heart.