”“Sounds like fun. I’ll look into it.”Drake left at the end of the week. Nikki began to pine for Drake. Richard hadn’t touched her, but that...wouldn’t last. Nikki wasn’t feeling herself. She was nauseous all the time and she was exhausted all the time. One night Nikki held her stomach as she heard the door open. She jumped as she sat up. Juliette stood at the foot of the bed. “It’s nice here.” Juliette said. “Can I help you?” Nikki asked.“I just came to apologize. I’ve been a real bitch.” Nikki. ”“Part of me?”I became serious.“Belinda. I like you. I think you are far more than a pair of breasts, however delightful they might be. If someone playing with your breasts turns you on, why not?”“Turns me on? But they don’t work for you?”“Of course they do. But if we were in a relationship, which we’re not, I would be more interested in getting to know what you wanted, what you like to do, than just grabbing a copious handful…”“They are a handful, aren’t they?”“I think the whole of Belinda is. He drove to ‘his’ place behind the warehouses and the long forgotten machinery. He’d been here before, and other then the occasional cop that cruised by looking for vandals, he’d never been bothered.As the cab glided to a stop, he placed the car in park and left the motor running. In a single fluid motion that kept him captivated, she was with him in the front seat. Her eyes seemed to never leave his during her entire journey.Her hands crept down his chest, her fingernails seeming to slice off. But, fact was that their words left me thinking that such was not beyond the realm of possibility. That said, at the very least their confidence that they could corrupt her was disconcerting. My wife had, it's true been less than attentive to me tonight, and that was a pisser, but, cheat on me, and with losers like the guys I'd just heard bonding with each other; I hardly thought so. That said, I decided to let them take their shot. Not because I wanted to test Chloe; I didn't. No, I wanted to.