Sis was closest and got up to answer (it’s a landline phone). “Hello? Oh, hi, Erin. Yeah, he’s here, hold on. Josh, she wants to talk to you.”... got up, and she handed me the receiver, (Erin doesn’t have my cell phone number). As I took the receiver, she gave my butt a slap. “Hi, Erin, what’s up?”“I’m calling to see if you’d like to go see ‘John Carter’ then go out for pizza.”“That sounds great, what time should I pick you up?”“I'll pick you up at five, Josh.”“Okay, see you then.”I hung the. I savoured her juice until she let go of my head and I quickly climbed back onto my seat. “Hmmmm, this restaurant has the best dessert. I may have to get some for take-out,” I smirked, my usual wit on display. She chuckled, “I think you should dine out more often.” “Agreed,” I replied, just as the waitress returned with the cheque. I grabbed the bill and saw that it was signed, Samantha and her phone number was on it with a heart. She smiled, “You two are incredibly hot together. If you are. Nothing needed more cleaning, in fact, more cleaning would probably make me reach my neighbor’s apartment soon. There was also nothing for me to pack or unpack, sort or unsort. There was no more room for food in either fridge or freezer. And really, once you start thinking about taking all of your furniture apart, just to be able to put them back together again, that’s a pretty good sign that you should take a break. ‘Hey’ I suddenly realized ‘there’s always room for home improvement’ and with. Her fingers went straight to my nipples which were quickly stiffening, she rolled them firmly between her thumbs and forefingers and I let out a moan. Cupping my breasts in her hands, she ducked her head and flicked her tongue over each nipple, then raised her head and kissed me again. She picked up another strawberry and dipped it in her champagne, this time she ran it over my nipple before sucking it, then ate it, her eyes firmly fixed on mine. I reached out and cupped one of her breasts,.