I tap my card to pay, collect my coffee and brownie, and walk to a table by the window. I sit, and watch as a little blob of semen drips off my breast...onto the tabletop.The coffee tastes good, and I savour the rich, piquant flavour. My appearance has given the other customers in the shop a new topic of conversation, and I hear whispers, see glances of interest. Then a young woman, who has been sitting at a nearby table with some friends, comes over to me.“We want our boyfriends to add to your. Sometimes I would go out with just one of them or the other and I would even go on an occasional date with both of them. I cared about both of them and I was finding it really hard to make a decision on which one of them I wanted to make dating a permanent thing with. I was about to go on a shopping spree with Erin that day that changed everything.“This isn’t something I ever thought I’d do with you again. We haven’t gone shopping together in years. But it’s important,” I told Erin.“You seem. . and we watched it three times,” Carol indicated with a little smile. “I liked it,” Jill added. “Was it an academy award performance?” I asked, trying to inject some humor into an edgy moment. “Was there a reason for watching it?” I asked, not waiting for an answer to my performance question. “We were horny,” was Carol’s quick and blunt response. “And…?” I inquired, not knowing what else I should do or say. “It made us even hornier,” Jill indicated. The two laughed. Carol got up to make more. I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and my wife was wearing one of my long t-shirts with no bra. I could see her big nipples pressing threw the shirt! As I was trying to figure out how to get back on the highway, my wife pointed to a couple of black men that were standing outside a club, “Why don’t you ask them honey how to get back on the highway?” I said sure, why not, and pulled over next to them. “Can either of you gentlemen tell me how we can get back on the highway?”, I asked politely. As.