Oh well.We sat beside each other, staring at the floor.“I always fuck things up,” she sniffled. “What are we going to do?”We talked, thinking ...ow to apologize, how to undo the damage and regain Melissa’s trust. I began to understand why threesomes rarely worked.Susan cried a little more so I held her. Her warm breasts against me felt wonderful as always.“Can I stay with you tonight?”I looked at her, incredulous. “You have got to be kidding.”“Just to cuddle! That’s all. I don’t want to be alone. Sadly, due to the heavy rain, net wasn’t working. Some connection error shit.I thought I would keep it as a surprise for myself. This girl was picked by Rani…The sex goddess herself. There was no question rising of her being hot or not. I just had to wait and see this unseen beauty. Rani would pick only the perfect one for me. I knew that. So, I decided to call her and inform her I was OK.I picked up my cell and went upstairs at 9 after dinner.I called her.Rani: Hey hon…feed me some happy. I climaxed, not climaxed, no, but CLIMAXED, screaming, incoherent. I looked up. The other three had left the couch, the tv forgotten. I was the show now. They stood around me, watching, stroking their reviving snakes. Naked Maria, hands and knees on the floor, plowed by the king of cocks. Finally knowing why confession booths were filled with the quiet whispers of women who’d succumbed to Luca. A mystery to me why the town wasn’t filled with tiny Luca’s in miniature. Would I join the hordes of. Gold is twenty dollars and sixty-nine cents an ounce so I needed two pounds of gold to pay for a Four hundred and ninety dollar car. That was the price from the dealer on the floor. The car came shipped from the factory in a nifty plywood box and dealer prep and profit was included in the four ninety. (Had I chose to go to 1950 I could have bought the same car from some farmers barn for fifty bucks ... except it would be rusty.)I wanted the box. The car fit. I wanted the box. I wanted the car.