That makes sense. Well, just let me know when you’re hungry, I can always cook you something up. There are snacks in the cupboards, too. I bought so...e party-sized bags of potato chips that you’ll probably appreciate. They’re salted.”“Maybe I’m a little hungry...”“Alright,” he chuckled, “I’m guessing you want potato chips? I picked up some flavors that I thought you might like. No eating in bed though, I don’t want you getting crumbs everywhere.”She hopped off the couch, her padded feet landing. I helped Mike set up for the party Saturday afternoon. We had plenty of sodas and snacks. Tyler Hammonds' twenty-two-year-old brother really came through for us. He got us a couple of kegs of beer, some bottles of the hard stuff and six twenty-four packs of beer. This was going to be a well-lubricated victory bash.I made a drive to Hanover before dinner. I picked up a twelve pack of rubbers at the CVS. I wasn't looking forward to using the damned things, but I knew I had to. I enjoyed stuffing. Our bed. It was a defilement is what it was. We never have sex in that bed. Good beds aren't for that."Where do we have sex, then? What has that got to do with anything? When I can't stand his complaining about it any more, and give in to him, I try to use the spare bedroom. That way I can get up and wash the sheets right after he's done."I just can't understand how he could do it. Do THAT. Do all those things I watched them do. Danielle, do you know that she took his thing right in her mouth?. I thought to myself, ‘I don’t blame him.’ The girl was obviously hot. Golden locks down past her shoulders. A slight tan, that probably yielded some lines on her bra, assuming she wore one during her session. Nice sized breasts, that any guy would feel privileged to get a feel of. And even though, she wasn’t smiling, you could tell her green eyes had a kind warmth to them. Hell, it even looked like she had dimples, and I was a sucker for dimples. I snapped back to reality as the yelling got.