How about we-." The phone rang and Maggie wiggled out of my grasp.I only heard Maggie's half of the conversation. "Hello?" "Oh, hi. What-" "He did?" "...h my God! Is she all right?" "What did the doctor say?" "Have you found a good therapist?" "Okay, I'll let you go. Bye." Maggie plopped down in the kitchen chair like a sack of potatoes hitting the floor.I pulled my bathrobe belt tighter. "What's the matter?" That was Natalie." Her sister. "Peter gave Zoe sexual instruction last night." Peter was. Just as she was closing the door, I came, hard and loud.A word about Michelle: In my last story, I described Leah as "tall and skinny, with brown hair and small breasts." Michelle was almost the exact opposite -- short and pudgy, with curly hair and perky tits. And in the instant when I came, I realized that I really, really wanted to fuck her.When Michelle came back to the room about an hour later, I thought it would be a little awkward. But she was pretty matter of fact: "Let me get this out. Already those panties had crept into the crack of Fawn's ass, and the half moons of her white ass cheeks beckoned erotically to Joan's eyes. Feeling childish, Joan stooped lower to peer under the short skirt, feeling her tits swell and a hot throb start between her legs as she looked at that sweet, sweet ass.Inside the apartment, Joan tried to keep Fawn there for a while. "Have you been playing tennis?" she asked."Oh, no," Fawn replied. "I don't play tennis. I just think the skirts are pretty,. " Love you too, Long Legs."Underneath her hip, she felt his cock stiffening."So, you planning to tickle me with that as well?" she said, wiggling her hips.Eddie sighed, "Well ... yeah ... I guess. Why are we so scared of this, Margo?"She rolled slightly, and got up on her knees, straddling his legs."For me ... I finally have what I want, and what I need to be happy ... and I'm afraid of anything that might threaten it. Hell, Eddie, half the time I believe Harry and the girls are going to kick.