As usual she was tromping up the stairs in her latest footwear, clogs I think they were, sounding like a storm trooper. I ducked out of the bathroom a...d dashed for my room, barely making it and closing the door behind me before she reached the top of the stairs."Hi, Bro!" she called as I was fumbling to get dressed again. She rattled the doorknob and I grabbed the first things handy, a pair of loose gym shorts and a tee shirt and yanked them on, not bothering with my underpants."Hi!" I greeted. So there I sat wondering just how long I was going to be there before I'd have to admit I'd been dumped and just who and where I was going to grovel to. I had my scotch in hand but don't remember even touching it as I stared out at the dance floor. I refused to stare at the door they had left through. I had some dignity, anyway.Suddenly I felt a pair of lips lightly touch my ear while cool fingers brushed the other side of my neck. I jumped up and whipped around. Okay, so much for dignity but. She wasn't looking for a man like I was.The three latest arrivals walked up to the group of us, so that Jennifer could introduce them. She started on the other side of the group so she got to me and Sylvia almost last. When she introduced us, I was not a bit surprised that both men couldn't take their eyes off Sylvia.The older distinguished looking man got introduced around first. His name was John something or other. He was wearing a suit, so he was going to need a few special instructions,. Melody said so!Soon thereafter I developed an unbelievable urge to get parts of my bodypierced. I fought the urges as long as I could, before succumbing andvisiting a local parlor. I told the professional at the Tattoo andpiercing parlor that I needed a few things done. I needed both nipplespierced, a frenum piercing on my penis and a lotus flower to be tattooedabove my left nipple. I didn?t even know what I was asking for; it wasas if Melody had programmed the thoughts and vocabulary right.