"Kurt, dribbling on himself, said, "The Grunge? What the hell is a Grunge? I thought that grunge was some sort of music genre made up in the Seattle a...ea."The Grunge told him, "It is, but they stole that name from me. I am the Grunge."Kurt asked, "Let me get this straight you are the Grinch's brother, and you hide in my closet in a cloud of smoke?"The Grunge replied, "No, stupid, I am the Grinch's sister. Are you blind? No wonder you are a virgin."She pulled down her red fur-lined shirt,. This time Donna asked Mark to put hers on. The other two brothers just looked at me. I think they knew my reputation of being a party girl. Pretty sure that's why I was asked to spend the day with them. I asked if someone would apply mine. They both jumped at the chance and were more than happy to help. We all had a good laugh at their response. They tried to be very professional about it, but spent a long time making sure it was all rubbed in. I had to stop them, telling them that good enough,. Wherever his head was now, his choice of coffee was predictable. Her eyes returned to his. -I’m… I’m so sorry sweetness. I’m drowned in shame. What I did to you last night was unforgiveable. It might have been better if I’d been honest and given in to my lust. Accepted her invitation and fucked her. That way, at least I wouldn’t have treated you as… well, as just a body to spunk in. I’ve never used you that way before. Hope I never do again. -Darling mine. My poor man. Look, it was a strange. And her head popped back up."I am afraid that if I finish, we'll be a traffic accident statistic," she giggled. "Get me home. There's something I've been thirsty for all night." I've been hungry myself." Yeah, and you dancing with Darla, I need to re-establish control..." she giggled again. "At least you didn't grab HER ass when y'all danced." Not when I have possession of the most grabbable ass in the universe right here," I said. "I took a downgrade to dance with Darla. Sammy got an upgrade.