Brianhad won that one hands down, by chance having hitched a lift with a guywho was delivering something to Munich.One Thursday night we'd had one or ...wo pints more than we should havedone, I don't remember why, probably the end of one of our projects, andthe conversation turned to sex. Brian started talking about a local adultcinema which allegedly had glory holes for the customers."Sounds like a perfect opportunity for a Dice Game!" said Dave, andbefore we thought it through too much, we'd. For the first few tests, the we behaved. Then some genius figured out he could make the most of it and really tongue fuck a random girl’s mouth. I can tell you, I didn’t mind. I guess none of the other girls minded either. It caught on. Each round took longer than the last. Kissing became short make-out sessions complete with groping. I got pretty worked up. Worse, I guessed badly. I totally didn’t guess what’s-his-face right, Brandon, I mean. I lost. It wasn’t a complete failure, though. Some. “I cannot abide this status quo.”“And the charges of disinterest and negligence you lay at my feet, I presume?” Charles demanded to know. “You feel I am not invested in you?”She suppressed a disbelieving snort, barely. “Indeed, I do. It could hardly be more obvious. We live in the same house yet hardly even meet once a week. You are busy,” Ada grimaced at the odious word, “day and night. We never talk. We never… spend time together. We are strangers, Charles. I do not want to live this life any. He felt her hands move beneath the laces at the top of his linen shirt, her warm hands trembling ever so slightly as they smoothed over his skin in a fluttering caress that had him fighting not to surge against her to demand more. She was so hot, the skin at her throat felt like fire on his tongue as he teased the flesh there, drawing her into his mouth with a long, hard pull, leaving a mark of his kiss on her soft white skin. One hand moved around to her back, supporting her ashe leant her.