We barely made it to the bedroom with any clothes on. Our weeks-long conversation was over and the time for talk was over.Kelly started by untucking m... shirt so he could run her hand up my chest. She ran her fingers over my hairy chest while sucking my tongue in the most sensuous French Kiss I ever had. Little did I know that was a small sample of what was to come later. I ran my hands down her back and up her sides. Then down her front, until I located her tiny nipples standing hard and erect. Behind her, Jenn could hear the unmistakable sound of a cork being pulled from a bottle. She recognized the gurgle of a liquid being poured into a glass... one, two, three glasses. Then, surprisingly, she heard the liquid being poured into a forth container. She turned her head and saw that Alex was pouring a small amount of wine into a bong. Jenn was floored. She’d only seen them in the backs of the pornmagazines she peeked at in her mother’s dresser. She dropped the video and moved on her. At lunch, I was busy making the dressing for the turkeywhen Lisa came into the kitchen. “Have you eaten yet” sheasked?“Not yet,” I replied.“Strip bitch,” her voice assuming it’s command tone. 8months of training took over and I hastened to obey,right there in the kitchen. Lisa walked out leaving methere frightened and excited. When she returned, thesight that I saw made my knees go weak with desire. Shewas naked except for her 8-inch strap-on. Without. And, for that matter, so am I. Helen may be my friend, but since I am speaking the truth to you, I must admit that I want more from her than her companionship. I only wish that I had the courage to tell her what I feel, but I know that she would never believe me. She believes her face is too hideous for anyone to love. Yet, Erik loves her, the girl loves her and I love her as well. She hides behind a wall of cynicism, which colors her every word until they drip with a venomous sarcasm. I.