In the end two hours and a number of shared orgasms passed by before they could find the resolve to roll out of bed and re-heat the bagels.It was whil... washing up a few things in the kitchen that Paul came in and started nuzzling Edy, a hand on her ass, another up to massage a lightly covered breast, kissing her neck and saying nothing that could be repeated. Edy shrugged him off saying, “Like you haven’t seen bigger tits and tighter asses. C’mon Paul, you’re just horny again.” To which Paul. I was still quite full from my lunch so I decided, at 10:30, that I wouldn’t have any dinner and, as I was tired, that I should just go to bed. I sat down on the bed and my robe flopped open. I looked up where my audience had been and noticed that he could see my entire bed from his vantage point. ‘What the hell,’ I thought to myself, ‘let’s give him the whole show.’ I stood up and went back over to the window to make sure my drying cloths wouldn’t interfere with his view. I then went back. It was an already rather drunk Joyce that asked him to comewith her to the bedroom, ostensibly just to help her undress. Itwasn't long though before he was between her thighs but as he laythere, in the same position as that morning, he had a horrible feelingthat he knew what was about to happen. Fully dressed in his uniformbut without his panties, leant over the end of the bed indulgingJoyce, he'd never felt more vulnerable.Because of his confusion of the feelings he had when he had. It’s only after Goth became popular that everyone started singing about death and vampires and shit like that. You need to let…”“Rozz Williams hung himself.” I said giving that time to sink in before saying, “It’s still depressing and I don’t wear black and paint spider webs on my face and pout for a living.”I had gone too far. I was pissed and lashing out. Ian was trying to be a friend and I was being an ass.“Sorry dude, here…” I held out my hand for the CD. Ian happily handed the CD over and.