"I'm as straight as this here highway, boy," he continued. "But my dick don't give a shit whether you a man, a woman, or something in between. You got...a mouth, a tongue, a throat, and based on what I saw when I walked in, an asshole. Your clitty might be a little bigger than my old ladies, but I don't never pay attention to a clit anyway."This fucker wasn't k**ding. He did intend to **** me. I didn't stand a chance of fending off this big bastard and yelling for help wasn't going to do me any. Anyway, by the time he had to leave to go to his part-time job flipping burgers, he had convinced me. So over the next couple months we worked out all the logistics. I checked with an old buddy of mine who was a lawyer and he said that as long as we made this thing a private club and as long as my son was over 18, which he was, then we might just be able to get away with it. The problem would be to keep nosey neighbors from asking questions about the number of men coming and going every day and. I know one thing for sure, since Jay and me started messing around with each other we've both had so much more fun than sneaking off to the shower or the loo for a quick un-satisfying wank.”The girls all sat there, apparently robbed of speech at Jamie's revelation.Ingrid was the first to break the silence.Ok, I get all that, I must say I'm surprised at Jay, she looks like butter wouldn't melt, I had no idea you two were messing about. So what do you do, just finger each other or what?"I decided. Unless they find that living with me is too stiffling for their tastes, I shall welcome them as my guests and companions.”Thomas could see that she was being honest, and he backed off. Yet, he still had an arrow in his quiver.“Then allow me at least to gift you this, as a sign of my friendship and gratitude, Aunt Angela!”With that he produced a velvet-covered box and handed it to his surprised friend. With a suspicious look at him, she opened the box, but then a warm smile spread over her.