When Samantha had left and Vicky was alone John had simply walked up to her and said, “what if I would be your Santa? I mean, I have the beard and t...e age.” Thinking she would tell him to piss off, he was surprised when she said, “sure, but can you get it up?” He took a blue pill from his pocket and showed it to her. “This will help.”They had gone to his office where she blew him and he came all over her pink cheeks and button nose. This was the second time she had come by and he was hoping he. His powers of concentration were nonexistent. His mind wandered ahead of him, to the room upstairs. He felt the same familiar stirring that he got every time he signed on and saw her name. Trying to regain himself, he tried to concentrate on the events as they unfolded and not to think of what lay ahead. This was just a casual meeting between friends: no sex, not even kisses. The elevator crept upwards gaining slowly on her floor. The room was a short walk down the hall. The key card slipped. "Me, too, but I was driving down Beech Street and an image of us running through the alley to the bakery skittered through my brain," Toni explained.Toni pulled out the gooey confections and set them on the plates Sophie set out. Before Toni sat back down Sophie was biting into hers, a look of bliss on her face."These are so good, Toni," Sophie told her.Sips of coffee and frequent dabs with napkins accompanied the moans of delight from the sisters. It was several minutes before they finished.. I had nothing in common with most other men."I wonder if our hidden bisexuality is what's kept us friends all these years," he suggested, "Unknown to each other we are each other's type."We sat talking for the next hour. Any thoughts of catching a fish were gone, we hadn't even checked our baits since our initial cast. He asked me how much experience I'd had with same gender sex and when I told him I'd had sex with maybe two hundred men he was awestruck. But as I told him that number over.