There was a lot of drunken, naked cuddling, snuggling, and feeling each other up, though. Not to mention the kissing. Damn, it was terrific! Like it o... not, we’ve crossed some ... thresholds and do we really want to turn back now? You kissed your sister, papi. Right smack on the mouth. I kissed her boyfriend. It was pretty damn nice, if you ask me. We agreed to live together and we agreed to keep getting frisky with each other. You’re not gonna welsh, are you?” Bianca encouraged me to keep. But here in the early morning hours, when the rest of the world is at ease, I have this special time to really look at you – relaxed, subdued, and completely at my mercy. My eyes make their way to your face. Your lips are full and sensuous and slightly parted. I lightly run my index finger over their softness, for I cannot help myself. You take in a slightly deeper breath – but still you sleep. That simple act of running my finger over your lips has my breathing coming more rapidly. You excite. " A forfeit?" Sure. Louise will have to take orders from the person with the best hand. That would be you, Tad. You won the hand." Hmmm," Tad said. "I have to tell her to do something?" Right," Don said. "Something naughty!" OK," Tad said. "Uh -- Louise, you have to go over and -- let's see -- go over to Don and suck on his nipples!" No," Louise said. "Don's still got his undershirt on, so his nipples are still covered. The way these forfeits work, you can only order the loser of a hand to do. .was Margarette. However I am better known by my professionalname..."Suddenly she was engulfed in a dramatic puff of smoke and when itcleared she'd transformed again. She looked like a completelydifferent woman now, though even more beautiful. She now had ravenblack hair and was wearing a violet tuxedo which came with a matchingtop hat."The Astonishing Anabelle," she exclaimed, taking off her top hat andbowing in a dramatic swoop. I recognized her now. This was the womanon all the posters.