I peaked in and Donna was lying on her back in the middle, Maggi and Nat on either side holding her and playing with her “D” sized fun bags. Maggi...was still explaining our outdoor encounter. I couldn’t hear much but I heard her say, “It’s kind of the way we show our commitment to one another and I always cum so hard, so intense, I think Pete feels the same, we’re just drained and can open up to each other, it’s not something we do very often, we’d be accused of abusing one another if we did.”I. Natasha was 35. She had been around the block and was nobody's fool. An intelligent woman; she wanted to get on with her job and despised aspects of the male-oriented industry in which she was frequently treated as a kitten; often hit on by fumbling middle-aged men who assumed she would lie down and roll over, at the slightest whiff of a high-earner.She had an IQ of 164. She kept that to herself most times, as the men around her could become ... difficult, if they found out. Not that she found. Julie stepped into the apartment. She glanced at his table and noticed the dirty dishes there. The first thought was that he was a sloppy housekeeper, but then she noticed that the margarine hadn’t gotten soft, yet.She said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize was interrupting your breakfast.”“I just finished. Please come in and have a seat,” Carl said gesturing to the chairs in his rather small apartment.Julie sat down and opened her briefcase. She pulled out a large envelop with his name on it. She. A big part of me wishes I had some magic wand, could wave it and split myself in two. Keeping both of you happy. But of course, that’s just dreaming. I’m happy with the choice I made. I loved Chris, and a part of me still loves him. But I’m glad the choice I did because this wonderful man next to me is the center of my life and I can’t imagine a life without him.” Craning forward she gave me the softest of kisses as she finished sharing just how she.