Let me explain.One or the other of us takes turns bringing home a hot chick that has had too much to drink, the other returns to the apartment "unexpe...tedly" and walks in on the action that is taking place in the livingroom.Last Friday night was Anna's turn to bring home the plaything and let me tell you, she chose a winner. A little older than both of us, probably late 30's or early 40's, but a smoking ass and nice, firm titties. When I walked into the room, it did not surprise me at all. But first you have to empty the jug. Fetch a glass, please."I was blushing scarlet as I walked back to him holding a tumbler, which he slowly filled to the brim with the sticky white stuff. He waited. So I was now going to join the full glass club, but it looked like it wouldn't be just the one glass! I turned to face the men, and raised my glass. They started that "drink, drink, drink," chant as I slowly tipped the stuff into my mouth and swallowed it. When the glass was empty, I looked back. “You kissed me when you were still with Emily.” “Iridescent,” Jonathan says. I stop him before he can start arguing with me. “Maybe I should go,” I say. I turn and start walking. Jonathan follows me halfway down the hallway before getting a hold of my arm and swinging me around to face him. “I missed you,” he growls. “You could’ve called,” I say, emotionless. “I’m not good at this,” Jonathan argues. “You did whatever this is; perfectly fine with the twenty other girls you dated in. I nodded my approval as I packed up my things to leave. I was going to stop by the Oval Office on my way to the IRS.“We were wondering when you were going to stop by,” Troy said as he handed me a list. The list contained six more Senators and eight Representatives that had their accounts seized this morning by the IRS.Hap had sent me the email Friday that it was going to happen this morning.“You can’t say they weren’t warned,” I said. “There will be more tomorrow,” I added.“Did you see the.