It's an attractive offer. Itwould be like sleeping and tumbling around night after night withtwo soft, overgrown puppies. She's a wonderful friend a...d allthat, honey, and I do mean to go to her if you won't do this forme! But I don't love her. I love you. So I guess now it's amatter of how much you love me. So answer the question!" A lot," I said."Oh," she said. "I see. You love me a lot. That's nice. I guessyou're still in short attention span country. I better be clear. Do you. "Um, okay," I said faintly.Confused or not, enough of my brain was functioning to accept. Unless this turned out to be a prank after all, and I really didn't think it was since it definitely wasn't my sister's style, there was no good reason to refuse.Shannon knelt down in front of me, but didn't immediately make any further move."You don't have to be so nervous," she said."I know, it's just I haven't really done anything like this with that many girls." Plus I was generally more comfortable. . I do think about you and touch myself." I know you do. So do I." I love that, Jack. It so turns me on to think about you doing it and thinking of me, while I'm thinking of you." Yeah, I think that's pretty cool too." Did you think about what I asked you the other day?" What's that, Taylor?" Jack asked, knowing full well what she meant."Jack," Taylor replied as she leaned forward, "I think you know what I mean." She crawled across the couch toward him. "I asked you ... if you would ever be. This is when she let me know that she and Derek were swingers. I was taken aback because in all the times I saw them, or knew them, who would have guessed that? They were only in the lifestyle for about a year, and were really selective about who they let into their "bedroom". She said she had a talk with her husband and asked if my "open mind" would entering their interest in entertaining with them. I told her, without offense mind you, that I would think about it. She seemed happy enough that.