." In your dreams, buddy," wheezed Jess as she leaned against the elevator wall, but she did seem to be pondering the invitation."Yeah, you wish," par...oted Jackie as we rode the elevator up to the third floor.Judging by the twinkle in Jackie's eyes and her teasing smile I strongly suspected she wasn't all that opposed to the idea, but didn't want to force the issue ... yet."Your loss," I teased back. "Want to go get dinner in half an hour?"Later that night I practically collapsed into bed. It. "I don't think so. This is the Hendricks estate, not the damned Blenkinsopestate. It's been in the family for generations and therefore the namemust stay," Cynthia insisted. William was not going to give up his namejust because he was getting married. No amount of multiple orgasms wasgoing to change that fact."It's tradition that the bride takes the groom's name," Heath informedher."Look, I'm really the man and you're really the woman. You can bloody welltake my name and like it," Cynthia. Panting, I gripped the strap of my backpack and said through clenched teeth: "I want to be your girlfriend, David. But I'm a boy, so I can't." Instead of walking away, I stood and faced him belligerently. He stared back at me, not stunned, more like angrily resigned."I wish I had let you do it Saturday night. It would be all over then. No more, coulda, woulda, shoulda." He ground his teeth for a moment. "Tomorrow night, in my bedroom, as my girlfriend, you're giving me a blowjob."My heart trip. God. God."Slap. Slap. Slap."Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."I was hard again. Molly had screamed, "I'm coming!" and I came again! Then it had become quiet. I had relaxed."Your turn."What the fuck?"Oh shit! Oh god!"Slap. Slap. Slap."God. God. God."It had started again with almost no break! It had become apparent to me that they were running a train on Molly.Slap. Slap. Slap."God. God. God." Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."The pounding, moaning, and screaming had gone on for over an hour. .