Margie popped head and torso out from the hill of flesh cute as a prairie dog from its hole, ejecting herself from the bed like a cork from champagne,...and took Joe's hand. "Let's wash each other's backs, shall we?" Margie, you hardly slept the night before." But remember when you came to bed last night? Guess who you woke up?"Joe chuckled. "So revenge had you waking all your sisters when you came this morning." It's that great big bolt of yours pounding out room in my little hole, boring it. As I started working more, it got less often; maybe twice a week, then once a week. Now, it was once or twice a month, if that. She rarely said no, she just didn’t come on to me like she used to. I guess I should have known.I called and said I’d be really late, like midnight. Then, just after eight PM, my boss called. His boss had just called him, and the contract I was working on had been cancelled. Apparently the other company had some kind of big issue, and they said they’d maybe get back to. They must have seen movement in my darkened room because they laughed and ran to me, jumping on the bed."Finally waking up?" Merritt asked, her nut-brown skin glistening from the recent shower.Wendy kissed me, resting her hands on my shoulders while straddling me. I enjoyed her warm greeting and rubbed her nipples with the backs of my hands. Her moist skin was silky soft. Wendy nibbled on my lips like she was feeding herself a tasty morsel and enjoying the texture and flavor of her snack."Hum,". I rubbed his hands one at a time between my hands. “Your hands are like ice.” “It’s all right. I’m used to it.” I carried on rubbing his hands to get ‘em warm. He tried to pull his hands away, said he was ok. “Don’t be daft. I’m looking after you.” I was doing it coz I really did care. Didn’t want him to catch his death or nothing. He’d been delivering my paper for the last six months and to be honest, I was also getting a bit of a kick doing this. The thing is, I secretly fancied him. He was.