Good!Susan retired to one of the queen-sized beds, sitting. My Cindy was laying on the other on her stomach, one leg bent at the knee, foot in the air... swinging in a circle.Alan sat on the room's sofa and Tina slid in beside him. Jason sat next to Susan. I sat down beside Cindy and put my hand in the middle of her back. She purred audibly."So what's our dinner plans," Alan asked.Jason gave Susan's hand a squeeze, broadening her smile. "My future father-in-law is doing ribs. We can go over there. As Mark walked into the front room, I looked over at him with what I'm sure was a look of desperation, but then I saw that Mark (he's fucking naked) had entered wearing no clothes. Brad was rubbing my crotch now as Mark walked over and stood in front of me (he's stroking himself) and I tried to get up but I was really stoned and it didn't take much effort on Brad's part to hold me down on the couch."Hey man, what's the matter?" Mark had a wicked grin on his face, "Didn't you say you wanted to. He asked in an almost ch!ldlike manner, "Did I do alright?"She was about to spit out a sarcastic remark, but she caught sight of his eyes and the look of innocence in them told her that he wasn't teasing her. He genuinely wanted to know if he had been at least adequate. He was a little out of practice and wasn't sure if his time with Cat had been enough to get back into 'fighting shape'.She sat up and reached out to cup his cheek. She tenderly whispered, feeling the need to let some of her. Florence hadn’t been entirely surprised, when New Order came to power, how quickly women had taken on many of the characteristics traditionally associated with the male. Alcohol-fuelled women displaying rowdy behaviour, echoing the scene in the nineteen nineties – “ladettes,” they’d called them then – had become commonplace in recent years. It wasn’t uncommon for women to openly display sexual interest in men and the odd bit of kinkiness was neither illegal or particularly remarked on.Mondo.