"Your mothers are there." He pointed. "In your first building. Under the ground. They are in other places, too. We know those other places. One is whe...e you mine the iron. Do you need me to tell you more?" No." You know our weapons. Do you believe we can do what I have said?"After a pause: "Yes." We can use our other weapon, the one we used before. The one that works in your thinking. Do you wish us to show you?"Quickly, "No." We must talk now. In peace. Will we speak through this one?"A brief. Jeanette followed the drops until their lips were locked. She placed her hands on Brian's wrists and held them in place while she kissed him. She'd stop every once in a while and pose, letting him see that which she was not yet letting him touch. I could see the outline of Brian's card cock against the fabric of his pants.It was then that I made a decision that surprised even me. I leaned and whispered in Jeanette's ear, "Why don't you take Brian for awhile. I'll loan him to you." Jeanette. If she wants it, I’ll do it. All she needs do is ask, and I’ll give it to her. Anything, anything at all, I’ll do. This places me in a somewhat weakened negotiating position. I’m into theories. I like to translate the happenings of the world and of my life into logical wholes to understand the meaning behind the facts, the ‘why’ of the ‘what’. I often have insights, flashes of inspiration that reveal the mysterious workings of the world. Well, most of the time I have such insights it’s when I’m. "And don't worry." She added, a grin forming. "My best friend is a slut. And I like him a lot. Hell, I think he's my best friend." Oh yeah?" I asked with a friendly smile, turning to her. "Who's that?"Smiling, Nicole leaned in forward and gave me a deep kiss on the lips. She pulled back and smiled slightly, and I followed suit. My arms reached forward, pulling her into a tight embrace, one which she was glad to accept.When high school had first been chucked into the mixing bowl that was my.