"Hello?" Kitty called as she found the door locked and had to use her key to get in."Where are you?" she tried again, "The door's locked, are you hidi...g?" she asked as she walked in, and opened the lounge door, Cheryl and Paul were watching TV, "Oh there you are," she said but they simply ignored her."What's up, cat got your tongues?" she enquired."We've sent you to Coventry," Rosie informed her as she emerged from the kitchen with three cups of coffee, "You slut!" Rosie!" Kitty exclaimed,. Kris and Mel sat to either side of me, while Bri got a bottle of limoncello from the fridge, and four shot glasses from the cupboard. She poured a shot for each of us. "Well..." Kris prompted. She took her shot and winced - whether from the citrus, the cloying sweetness, or the burn of the alcohol, it wasn't clear. "What?" I asked. "What was she like?" Kris continued. "Did you like her?" "Jenny?" I said, still playing dumb. "Jenny's great. She's beautiful, and smart, and really a lot of. “I think I need a glass of water.” ‘Catrina’ broke the silence as we lay in each other’s arms.“Or something.” I called after them whilst they busied themselves in the kitchen. We’d kissed and exchanged some of our own cum following the mutual blow-job – I’m not sure if sixty-nine is an appropriate term as we were lying on our sides. They returned to bed with a tumbler of almost black, fizzy liquid with a couple of ice cubes resting on the bottom. We shared a couple of sips of Diet Cola and lay. "I'm in love with you. And I'm not the kind of guy that just saysthat." Oh I think you are..." Kim disagreed."Kim, you're mine." No Kirk. I'm not. Even if you're in love with me, which you're not,but even if it were true, I get a say in that. I have to be in lovewith you for anything to work. And I'm not!" You can be. I know you can." No Kirk," Kim said shaking her head. She was desperate to make himsee her point. For the life of her she could not understand how hecould keep insisting.