Wiggling into the form-fitting micro-thong I call out, “Hey, are you comfortable topless. Or still a bit of a textile?”Credit to Jude, she tries h...rd but can’t suppress a giggle. Then replies, “Guess that makes it two-one, Annie.”We both know its game on. As I emerge from the bedroom, her eyes travel languidly up my body, taking in my black bikini-thong and black t-shirt on which ‘Trouble’ is emblazoned in red.She smirks as she watches me place my rings on the new benchtop, surely seeing the. Cathy, there's a woman who needs some coffee and nakedness immediately.”I had a moment of panic and even considered denying it all but I could see by the look in her eye that she knew and probably more than I thought. What's more there was just no way I could lie to Cathy. Although we hadn't been friends for all that long we were already better friends than pretty much any of the other friends I have, even ones I had known for years. To lie to her felt like a bigger betrayal than lying to. That long, that long, he thought, his mind made a jump on the word 'long' and suddenly memories of Lucy Long flashed into his brain."Fucking Lucy Long," Danny said out loud as he slammed the front door to his home. She didn't have to be such a bitch about it, all he had asked for was a date, but no she had to make fun of him and in front of everybody too."Sis, you in," he called out."Yeah, I'm in my room doing homework," his younger sister replied."Well get your arse in her and be quick," he. (I had figured that if a singer could have a cat named "Dog" then I could have a dog named "Cat").She and her husband, Tom, lived in an old, restored house close in to town and close to Tom's office. It took about twenty minutes to get there. I went over in the same clothes I had worn for traveling; a tube top and high cut short shorts that showed a bit of cheek in back, and nothing underneath. Ruth had recommended that I not wear underwear anymore as it only got in the way.Patty let me in and.