Yves spread his legs as he turned to talk to Snorre, and I ended up with my legs pressing James knee between mine. Or was it his legs pressing my knee... I’m not really sure. All I knew was heat was surging up my legs at the contact.The damn table wasn’t wide enough for us being a regular humans table and I had nowhere else to put my legs. James glanced up at me over his spoon. I’d managed to move my outer leg again, but the other was trapped between his. He stretched both legs out and wrapped. “I think that I can agree with your assessment pretty much unconditionally,” she said.“Hmm, would it be too bold of me to ask you to move in with me?” he said.She pulled two white coffee cups out from the cupboard above the sink and set them down on the sink. “Move in with you?” she said.“Yes, I’d pay the rent and you’d be the boss,” I said, joking.“Hmm, David, I don’t—oh what the hell, yes,” she said. My smile was a mile wide I was sure.“Wonderful,” I said.“Bear in mind, David, that I am. At one point the retreat of his tongue would come with the sounds of a small plop as the vacuum was broken, and his mother’s asshole would gape open and slowly close right until it was stretched out again by a new invasion of his tongue. Mark’s face forced itself tightly between Jennifer’s warm globes again and again, his nose pressed flatly against the humid crack of her ass, and his tongue would disappear deeper and deeper into his mother’s backdoor, which itself was helping by sucking his. I switched off the water and dried myself hurriedly. My heart was pounding. I put my dress back on but abandoned my damp panties. It was just past nine. Three more hours. It suddenly seemed like a ridiculously long time. Three hours. One hundred and eighty minutes. Too many seconds to figure out. Too many zeroes.I tried to stay calm. What more could he do? He was just a man. And I had my safe word. Like I would ever use that goddamn safe word. I hated him for even giving me the option, only.