"Don't start getting smuttywith me Horace. With your taste in playmates you need to be careful."Her visitors face creased and went scarlet. "Christ sa...e, lay off thatkind of talk! D'you want to see me in jail?" I don't see why I shouldn't talk about anything I like." She stared athim over the rim of her teacup. "Talking about you and your specialinterest can be useful. Makes you obliging, doesn't it?"He gave her a hard look. "What do you mean?" I mean, unless you're sensible I'll gossip in all. His family is waiting for him back in California and he wants to get back to them.Even though John enjoyed watching the Vegas-strippers with their big, fake tits dancing around the poles in the casino theaters, he never considered their lustful offers of nightly pleasures (even though he wasn't that particularly handsome). This is what makes John interesting: sure he had a few girlfriends in high school, but he lost his virginity to his wife when they met and fell in love in college. Soon after. Yet because of the marijuana she had smoked, a warm relaxed lethargy began to flow over her. The grass was beginning to have a heightening effect on her bloodstream, while at the same time dulling her mind, so that the pounding of her heart seemed twice as loud.Carl was staring at her now sultry-looking face, at the kind of miasma of encompassing sex she was beginning to exude, and the full rich softness of her beautifully huge tits; Christ, he'd like to tweak her nipples into rock-hard. "And I don't want to know either.I- I'm happy with Stuart. REALLY happy. He's sensitive, he's funny, he'scute, he's REALLY good in bed..." Lucky you," Charlotte chuckles. "And lucky me, I guess... We both endedup with our soul mates. Not everyone's that lucky." Thinking of Hannah?" I ask my BFF. "Splitting from yet ANOTHER guy..." She'll find someone," Charlotte says with a confident grin. "Even if Ihave to set her up with every man in London, heh." It's funny," I muse. "When I first met her.