"You feel hot, Angie." No Eddie, I'm freezing." I'm sure you are ... come on."Terror distorted her features. "Eddie, no, I'm telling you, I'm being go...d." Angie, you're sick, I'm taking you to a clinic, not hauling you off to kill you."On the way to a 24-hour clinic – one that Eddie had had reasons to use in the past - Angie passed out in his truck.He wondered as he drove on if it might not be kinder to put her out of her misery altogether."Ah, there's the monster I know and love," said the. There was NO doubt in my mind that Elyse had cooked this up, and probably had help from Abbie. I decided to play along.“That sounds like fun,” I said with a grin. “There’s only one problem. You’ll have to ask permission from Jessica, Kara, and Elyse!”“I thought you had permission to fool around,” Laurie said.“I do, but it’s on a case-by-case basis, and a foursome with you three is an unusual request! I mean, I’d love to slide slowly in and out of three tight, hot pussies for the next few hours,. I rise and, without taking my eyes off those legs, offer her my seat. She sees the boot on my ankle, thanks me and says she's fine standing. As I go to sit back down, the train jerks into a turn, cause me to wobble a bit on my way down. Instinctively, I reach out to grab something and wind up with my hand on her leg, gripping her knee. I sit down as I realize that I am now holding onto this incredible leg and as I announce my horrific humiliation at this gaffe, she whispers "it's absolutely. ‘Yes, I think that would be nice.’ She walked into the bathroom, stripped off her clothes and began to shower. When she finished, she dried off, he had left a bottle of white vanilla musk on the sink and one of his white dress shirts on a hanger. She sprayed herself with the perfume and put on the shirt. She walked back in to the room, he sat on a chair his legs crossed looking directly at her, smiling his approval. On a small table to his right sat a bucket of ice holding a bottle of champagne.