Shelly moans softly as her nipples harden. I stop sucking long enough to catch my breath. Before I can start again, she slaps my cock hard. "Keep suck...ng until I tell you to stop."I wince. While I suck, Shelly reaches over me for something on the end table. As she moves I'm careful to keep sucking. I don't want her to slap my cock again. She settles down and I concentrate on sucking. I'm surprised when she blows smoke in my face. I glance up to see her smoking a cigarette. Just seeing a topless. "Instead of the insulted expression he had expected her smile only widened as she brought her hands to the front, to his surprise holding a sixpack of Guinness."I didn't think I would have to bribe my way in, but if you don't feel like talking to me maybe you feel like talking to these bottles."He felt his resistance dwindle, there was something about someone actually caring about him that he just couldn't ignore or push away in his current state.With a sigh he stepped aside and opened the door. " Damn you, Michael. I hate purple. You know I hate purple. Now tell me who it belongs to?" Maybe it changed color in the wash? You know I'm no good at that stuff." Michael, you're such an idiot. Now tell me." I don't know what you're talking about. Honestly, Meredith, you need to keep better track of your things."Michael turned to walk out the door when the bra hit him in the back of the head."What did you do that for?" What do you take me for, Michael? I'm not stupid. I know who it belongs. It's all kind of sweet and cute and ...well, you know, fun and exciting, for you and for us too. How manywomen get to be married to men who are also women?"Jerry nodded, his face serious. He knew I was being serious eventhough I sounded almost silly."You're both spoken for!" Now I was speaking emphatically. "You're ours. So ... well, let Maureen find her own girlfriends orboyfriends or whatever!" And I stamped my foot for emphasis. Someof it was for show -- I was sure I could trust.