" I brought the guys their beers and noticed that they had quite a few already judging by their behavior. Ed sat on the couch, as usual, and Robert ...at in a chair directly across from the couch. Ed turned some porn on the television and told me to sit next to him which I did. Ed and Robert did a little bit of small talk as I sat and watched the porn movie. Then Ed grabbed my hand and put it on the crotch of his pants. I understood that he wanted me to rub his hard cock through his pants. "Who are you?" I demanded."Shh! Do you want to wake everyone?" The whisper was so quiet I could only tell it was a female voice."What are you going to do?" Make you comfortable. This may be your last opportunity." Last opportunity for what?" Stop talking or I'll go." By now the torch had been put down, I could make out only the dark figure of a woman with long hair — it could have been any colour — it could have been anyone. It could have been Josie, or raven-hair — or anyone. I somehow had the. Oh, come on. No one makes their own miso. And before you ask, my parents and I spent a few years on the West Coast. That's why I'm familiar with Asian food." You didn't need to tell me that; I knew as soon as we started eating." How?"I nodded to her chopsticks. "By the fact that you're using them as well as if you've been using them for your whole life." I didn't think of that. Chopsticks are almost as second nature as forks and knives are for me."After doing the dishes (I washed and she. Why...”“Abby trained him well. Then I came along and helped. Pretty sure him being a good man to begin with, even though he’s young, provided a firm foundation.”“He didn’t ... he didn’t care ... if he ... got off...”“That’s primarily because he enjoys every part of the process, as well as being secure in the knowledge there are plenty of people more than willing to take care of his orgasms.“And,” Donna continued, “if no one is available or able to take care of it, I’ve watched him take care of.