Then in a quiet voice, "I'm sorry, I made a fool of myself and I embarrassed you. I didn't mean to do that. I feel awful."For an age, I studied her. T...e delicate lines of her face. The sensuous lips. The swell of her hidden breasts. I felt my heart lurch. I reached out a hand, my fingers gently brushing a tear, "You didn't embarrass me Doc. You did do something which I don't understand but I wasn't embarrassed."Now she looked at me again, her eyes flickering over my face, a worried look still. And we do need to tell Steve about our conversation.”“What did I miss?” I asked.“A conversation about how we ended up as a trio,” Kara said. “About my needs. About Jessica’s needs. About your needs.”“That sounds like a long conversation,” I said. “Before? In-between? After?”“You miss it that much?” Jessica asked. “Even with all your other girls?”“All?” Kara asked, clearly disagreeing. “Me and Michelle. That’s it. And except for a few times with Elyse, that’s been it since he brought Michelle. Trying to ignore them, I went in my room and changed into shorts and a tshirt and proceeded in to watch them fight some more. To my dissapointment, just as I was walking in the room I heard him yell out as he was walking out the door, "Red (my nickname), get this bitch out of our place, I gotta go to work." Shaking my head, I went in the kitchen to grab a bottle of water when I heard footsteps on the floor from behind me. Turning around, I noticed Mary had walked in the kitchen behind me and. But I wanted to go because Asmita was also going. Asmita was my friend Atu’s wife, whom I liked very much. OK let me tell the story from the beginning. We are three friends; myself, Atu and Dilu. Our wives were friends too; my wife Lana, Atu’s wife Asmita and Dilu’s wife Sanjana. We often do party in our houses in rotation, where two families go to the third family’s house and spend time. So we were quite close. We three were software engineers and became friends at our workplace first, which.