. that she isn't married, and we can talk her into coming for a visit. I did treat her like shit."As they turned to walk on, Kathy continued, "But ......in case someone mentions seeing us go into Hope's studio with her, maybe we should do something to distract him." No need to do that; Christmas is coming. Besides, a man would just think it was woman stuff, anyway."But just to be sure," Jill asked with a grin."Distract him." How? Remember, he and I have been married for a long time. Granted,. I had plans to go out that morning and do things, but as I awoke, I wasn’t energized or rejuvenated. I was just fucking down and drained. I was depressed about how dismal things had gotten, mostly about the failure of my first attempt at marriage, though to be fair to me, I had tried to make it work in spite of my misgivings. I had given it every honest attempt, including the mutual decision (her idea, but I tolerated it) to become monogamous early on, in spite of my serious reservations about. Or we would be watching the Winter Olympics and she would think that curling was a sport about hairdressing.” Kimmie nodded at that and grinned.“And of course there is the other thing we tend to get when we date a really hot girl, jealous. I would worry every time I saw her talking with another guy that he was hitting on her. Or if she went to spend time with Chris, was it a girl Chris, or a guy Chris she was cheating with on the side? With really hot girlfriends we tend to get insecure like. "God!" Tori breathed, lifting her mouth and staring at my nipple. "Look at that, Ashley!" Oh, man!" I gasped, panting for air and staring at my chest.My left nipple was three times bigger than normal, maybe more than that. It looked like a girl's nipple, swollen and engorged with blood so that it had turned dark red instead of the light brown it used to be. I had bruises around it, my skin darkening already from Tori's efforts, and it scared me a little. She flicked it with her finger and that.