Now, this, this, hussy has gone and made me grow awoody. I'd appreciate it if you could pry her off my lap. Then I'm afraid I'll need a couple of minu...es to recover before we can be on our way."C.J. got up from his lap laughing. "Touché! You beat me at my own game." She stuck out her hand and said, "Pleased to meetcha, Luke. My name's Cherry, but don't you believe it for a minute. Not since I was twelve. You can call me C.J. You can also call me if you need to add some spice to your sex. After the wedding, we purchased a home in Glen Ellyn, and I really enjoyed being with her full time, instead of just dating and spending smaller amounts of time together. Of course, she was still going to her furry parties, and I got to know her routine of always showering and then washing her fursuit, immediately after each party. She was always telling me how hot and sweaty it can get in those costumes, and I understood why she wants to get cleaned up.Sarah always seems to be horny after her. Good God. "What exactly are we doing Shari?" I ask, but everything becomes clear when I walk into the living room.It's not like I'm against lesbians, but do they really have to make out on the couch in their fricking UNDERWEAR? 6 girls, sat on each other with their tongues down each others throats. Well I suppose it did turn me on a LITTLE, but it still doesn't mean I wanted to watch them! Shari orders me to put my bags with the others - it's a sleepover gulp - and stops the girls making out.. ”“Well, I got this itch...” she smirked.“OK,” I laughed. “Not THAT kind of help, but anything I can provide.”“You are the best, Steve. Can I have a hug?”“Absolutely!” I said, standing up.She melted into my arms and I held her for several minutes. She gave me a quick kiss and stepped back.“Thanks. I’m going to call Red and tell him.”“Good for you, Peaches. I’ll miss you a lot.”“I’ll miss you too, Yankee.”I hugged her again, and this time, we exchanged a soft kiss. She smiled and left the room. I.