”“You’re welcome, my dear. Of course feel free to call on me if you feel any undue pressures.”The following night she was back with Milt and G...rri. She was already hyperventilating when Milt stepped behind her and knelt. His cock seemed thicker than the last time and he raised the level of their encounter by contenting himself to rubbing the underside of his prick back and forth between the cleft of her ass. Clearly he was in no particular hurry.But Marcie, as usual was. She was whining with. Don?t think I can fake that. Besides, she roots for Fremont. Fremont?I wouldn?t root for Fremont even if they paid me.?Joi laughed. ?That?s where you draw the line???Hey, Fremont sucks. Abbie, hetero, into group sex. Um, no? Not evenas an avatar.?Ruby, hetero, baby-sitter. Lives with her manager. A match, right?But look at her answers. Kissed a girl. Okay, me too. Loves oral.Yee-ah. Loves anal. What? Biggest secret? ?I can?t be tied down withjust one boyfriend.?? Kinny said that last one in his. I'll join you in a minute." Her eyes did not leave room for argument and in a haze I nodded and stepped into the restroom. I unzipped my pants and let them fall down to my knees while I tried to focus my thoughts on my very real predicament. The mirror's reflection showed me staring at the outline of my erection in the candy-striped, pastel pink, micro-fiber fabric. I startled when I heard a knock on the door.It was a very tight fit, but my stewardess squeezed in so that we were face to. ”I opened my eyes. I saw a very sweet softness in them. I would do anything for her, no matter what it is, just to see that look, I thought.Carrie said softly, “I can't remember the last time I was this happy, Doug.” There was a tear at the corner of her eyes. I kissed the tears away. “I can't either, Carrie. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, just to make you happy,” I said just as softly. I felt a rush of emotion blow through me like a soft summer breeze. My eyes filled with tears.