What a nice girl;)We each gather our clothes, put on our flip-flops and walk naked up the path, me following her, trying not to keep my eyes off her p...rfect ass. We get to her studio and put our clothes on a chair in her living area, she then goes into the adjacent kitchen area get us a glass of wine with munchies she had pre-prepared. Already, we are very comfortable with each other’s nudity as we walk around, nibbling on cheese, veggies, salmon and hummus. The wine for now is rose but she. Before she can answer me, we hear a sound coming from the living room. "Some one has entered our place" I think to myself, and before. anyone of us can say anything, our bedroom door opens, It is none other than Shane Diesel, who just walked in as if he owns the place. As Gina is still holding on me to me, he grabs her and yanks her away from me in a very aggressive manner. They start to French one another as I am sitting there. "Did you tell you're fag husband about me?" He asks her, with his. Thankfully it left me the duty of keeping Chiqa amused between meals. The two of us had a lovely time rolling around and napping on our furs. To make up for monopolizing her time I let the women pass her around for turns feeding her during meals.My workload lately had been light and I'll admit it. Tonight, after we were in the furs I felt I owed it to my mates to liven up bedtime. Apparently they agreed since not a one of them had a headache. I did think I heard Daro and Rayta giggling a time. He glanced at Hope again and she just nodded as he continued quietly, ‘That’s because you don’t, but … you will, and you do now. You’re … ‘ he paused. It would come off rude, but he said it anyway. ‘You’re older than I expected but that’s fine. I can work with it.’ Cassie blinked some, hearing his words. ‘Older than you … what?’ She felt her feathers being ruffled, so to say. She was far from old. She was only twenty-five years old and had made quite the name for herself in that short of time..