He was sort of a overweight bearded Cyber-Fagin, Cali-style, wearing a faded rock t-shirt (Kinks + Blondie ‘76, he looked like he was there) and rip...ed surf shorts. He took one look at me, my muscles were pumped from hefting the damn big computer, and put his hands up in the classic “don’t want no trouble here” position.“Chief, are you taking the girl? That’s cool, whatever you like. Maybe there are some things the others have borrowed from her, you can go through their stuff if you want.” I. 'Temptation thy name be Rosie,' was screaming inside of me, but for once I ignored the words of the sainted Oscar and turned to fix us breakfast.As always,when she works and I have a day off, I moped around a little after she left. Idly padding around our flat, remembering how we made love here, fucked there, and just cuddled up and giggled in another place, sipping one of innumerable coffees I ill advisedly consume per day.Finally, I shook myself from my reveries, looked at the clock and. That raised her asshole nicely. I grabbed a couple of pillows and wedged them under her back to help her hold that angle.I left Julia in that position while I quickly went to her drawer to get a rubber and the lubricant. I was amused to see three containers of it. Vanessa was certainly helpful.[[This is a very strange time to do so, but I'll pause for a brief moment to mention Vanessa's attitude to me (the me of the point in time I'm writing about) because her and my relationship had changed. "Sorry about that Mike and thanks for looking after us. Wanna drink?" Its okay thanks, think I'll just head off." Oh please stay, Sally really wants to fuck you, she said so and ... well a threesome sounds quite nice doesn't it Sal?"He hadn't heard Sally come up behind him. She reached around his waist and grasped his balls, playfully squeezing them as if to test their weight. He felt a momentary panic as he wondered just what it was he had landed in."Ain't nuffink like a nice 'ot cock while me.