I've never been a big drinker. Very carefully, I staggered up the hall to my bedroom.Jean was asleep; Heather sat on the bed watching her. "I'm gonna ...ake a nap," I slurred, and climbed under the sheet beside Jean. I went out pretty quickly.I woke up in a sandwich; I had Jean in front of me - and somehow my left hand had gravitated to her left titty and my half-erect cock was in the crack of her ass. Then I had someone breathing softly on my neck; close examination of the arm draped over me. Perhaps I didn't care enough. Or didn't feel my own feelings strongly enough. At last he calls me. He wants me to meet this one too. We have dinner together. The evening goes from bad to impossible. She rakes me with veiled contempt. I don't have the training for this kind of competition. My unusual upbringing has its disadvantages too. David is trapped between two fires and unable to quench them. At last the meal is over. I pay for everything and run from the restaurant. I go home and cry. We had been lovers in the past and had never explored the relationship much past the sparks portion. They say that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, but in this relationship, the grass was amazingly green and lush. Just something about a sexual relationship where you can share your fantasies. At our last meeting, I had mentioned that I was cum curious. I always love it when she would cum on my face, but wondered what it would be like if we were mixed together. This. Akane's body appears to be flushed. Her pupils are dilated. And her breathing rate has increased."Ranma could hear the blood pumping in her ears.Nabiki defended her sister's (and thereby her family's, and thereby her own) reputation, "Surely you're not one of those who believes just because we all know she acts like a boy she doesn't like boys."The educated man said, "Of course not."Her feverish skin becoming moist, Ranma struggled to tell them-HIM!- "Well... I... don't. I, don't, like, boys.".