Liz had somewhat explained why shed been kissing Amber downstairs. They somewhat understood the concept of bisexual, though not completely, to be sure... From Lizs attitude, she figured theyd figure it out soon enough, and that was good enough for now. Kacey finally asked the million dollar question, though, when she spoke, But…okay, it makes sense that were supposed to practice. But how are we supposed to practice? Do we get a particular kind of fruit, or something crazy like that? Do we just. You blow your man twice a day and he’ll beg to be your slave! Try that with Veal Parmiagiani!’ ‘So I gave Cecil the best blow job he’d ever had in his life. And what could he do? 60 years old and all that money! What good’s money if you can’t get your dick sucked properly. He made me an immediate offer, but I said No! I said, ‘If you want me, you either call the agency or you marry me’. ‘Naw!’, he said. ‘I tried marriage. It’s for the birds. The moment the knot is tied, the blinds come down. When we made love that night, Trish was unusually wet. She kept telling me to ram my ‘big’ cock into her. I tried to oblige and fucked her as hard as I could. We both had unusually intense orgasms that night. About five weeks later Trish suggested we should have a barbecue and inviting a few friends over. She told me whom she had in mind. The list included one of her friends who is single and in her mid-twenties. I thought she would be a good match for Mike. I knew he wasn’t going out with. .."Oh, er, hello?" An awkward muddled sounding voice from behind him spoke. Rolling over, no, turning around some how even though he was lying down....Surprise took him as he realised he was no longer sleeping in his old bed, but was floating in a grey void, where the space around him seemed murky , blurry almost.Searching for the source of the voice, Jack answered "...heyyyyy?" in an equally awkward and questioning tone."What are you doing there, I mean how did you get here, I mean who are you.