He ask me all about Lynn and why I let her do what she did. I gave him the things I've told you about her past. How I knew if I told her no it probabl... would cut down on the number of men, she slept with but she still have to have it. She'd end up cheating on me anyway and I couldn't stand that. Besides, I had learned to enjoy doing the threesomes and watching her with other guys. I left to go get us some breakfast at McDonalds. I told the bartender don't let anyone wake her up until I got. "Nothing" Tommy said as he made himself comfortable, "Just wanted to see what you were up to".I was about to protest but knew that it was exactly what he wanted, to get on my nerves, so I ignored him. I kept on watching TV with him laying on my bed behind me and knew that if I just ignored him a bit more he will get bored and leave.I tried concentrating on my show when suddenly I feel a hand on my panties right over my ass, Tommy's hand. "What is that creep doing now" I thought to myself when I. "I'm," Jenny pauses, "Mr. Smith." She drops her voice to be out-of-character. "But really I'm Jenny." He has to go now!" I demand from my hiding spot."Shush!" Jenny yells at me."Don't worry, Jason!" Kevin pretends to appease me. "Don't worry yourpretty panties about it!" he guffaws. "I'm going once I get the money."I drop my head. It hits the side of the toilet with a clunk. Thisdelivery guy, Kevin, is now intimately familiar with my family and hasseen me in drag twice. Shit! And this time in a. N'"I have two poems by a little-known author," I said. I reached to hand them to her. She waved me away."Let's hear." I hadn't read them aloud yet and I found some of the cadences were harder to get around than I thought. The reading was pretty flat, even to my ear. "You can't read those poems for competition," she said when I was finished."But..." Not like that. These poems require depth and emotion. You read them like a grocery list. Where did you get these?" They were sent to me ... um ....