Go to bed and we'll talk about this tomorrow."The next morning Susan staggered into the kitchen well after daylight. She sat at the table, holding her...head in an effort to make the tiny little gnomes stop wielding their hammers inside her skull. The sudden appearance of a steaming cup of coffee under her nose startled her. She took it and drank, feeling the hot liquid cut through the fuzzy lining of her throat. For one desperate moment she thought she wasn't going to be able to hold the coffee. ”“Would somebody please tell me what’s going on?” he moaned. His head flopped down onto the pillow. Suzie was getting a reaction from him, and he didn’t want to react.“You’re going to marry Connie!” Almost everyone in the room stared from one twin to the other. They had said it in perfect harmony. None of them would ever get used to that. It was eerie.Bobby was more used to it than the rest, and less affected. He was trying not to think about what Suzie was doing.“No I’m not,” he. I pulled up in my black Mercedes in front of the first club, it was a gay and lesbian bar, and it was fun to go here no pressure especially if you were married unless you wanted to. I walked in, and walked up to the bar looking around at the guys who were just simply flaming. And the girls that looked like real dyke guys. Stepping up to the bar the bartender who was obviously a flamer himself poured me an LIT, my favorite drink. I picked it up and found a little table in the corner where I. To her, he was the personification of Adonis. Her eyes looked back down at his hard penis, and her heart beat just a little faster because she knew it was this way for her. Once again she reached out and wrapped her hands around it, feeling its soft hardness, and then gently cupped his scrotum. As she held him, she could feel herself become wetter, and she throbbed with desire. ‘Make love to me now, Tom. Please.’ She threw her arms around his neck when Tom quickly scooped her up in his arms.