Most of the girls had been booked by a guy, and would soon be led off to a bedroom for the night, or for a quickie, depending on his needs and tastes ...nd finances. I was wondering if I could just sneak off with Oscar, and get some rest. My jaw was aching from all the oral sex I was doing while Oscar played with me behind. He wasn't in the slightest put off by my little plastic tail, he just pushed it aside as he mounted me. Finally the entertainment was over and Adam asked for a round of. “Sure. Why don’t you ask her why she doesn’t text her father more often.”Mandi snickered and sent another text, but then she put her phone back on the table and snuggled back up to Steve. She put her hand back between the man’s legs, the way she had it before.“Ummm ... I told Debby about us,” she admitted.Steve was taken aback and couldn’t speak for a moment. “Are you sure that was such a good idea?”“She was really happy. She said she didn’t even mind you fucking me first. She said it’s like. I can't even find someone who is willing to hold me for longer than a few hours, without it being in between meaningless sex. Hell, at this point, even a friend would be nice. Someone I can just talk to who would be willing to listen and make sure I don't die from alcohol poisoning - or loneliness, whichever gets me first. I don't know how in the world I got to this point in my life but Jesus Fucking Christ, it sucks. I want my happy ending too, dammit. I want kids and a loving husband. A. Blushing, Trisha stared down at her plate trying to finish her meal."Don't you think we should talk about it?" Mark began. "It's a little awkward for me, too." Are you sure you didn't put them up to this?" accused Trisha."No, I didn't," answered Mark, calmly, while moving his chair closer to Trisha's. "However, I'm not going to deny that it's crossed my mind." We've already talked about my feelings about being intimate around the boys." I'm not suggesting we have a make-out session in front of.