No contact with Sherri or Lisa. Just me in the quiet apartment, trying to fill the time.I couldn't stop thinking about the women entirely, of course. ...n Thursday I decided to write Tina, but when I read my letter Friday, I threw it in the trash. I needed "friendly," and it was too fawning. I needed to mention how much I appreciated the previous weekend, but gushing certainly wasn't 'giving her space.' I wrote another one, talking more about some of the cooking I was trying after thanking her. " Anything and everything? Well you'll have to prove it," Q questioned"Don't worry, there will plenty of time for that. Her husband and daughter are gone for the entire weekend, but to give you a taste of how willing she is, go ahead a take her ass," Jerome answered.At this point Q spoke to me, asking, "So the slut takes it in the ass. Do you want that slut? You want me to shove my big back cock into your married white ass?"Taking my mouth off of Jerome momentarily, I answered, "Yes. Please. And it's obvious that this lady has absolutely NO idea of Terri's intelligence." Then it'll be interesting," he said. "You coming back over here?" Yeah," I said. "As soon as I finish puking my guts up." I'm sorry, baby..." Alan, morning sickness is part of the deal." I still hate to see you sick."I giggled. "You should've told me that while we were partaking of frequent unprotected sex, guy..." I thought I WAS protected." And I wouldn't've stopped anyway. 'Sides, it's getting better. Just makes. No, I was thinking about how much she likes you.” Michael cocked an eyebrow, “Really?” Fiona slowed her rhythm and murmured before speaking again. “She told me,” Fiona smiled, “She's very interested in you.” “And you don't mind that?” Michael asked. She ground against his pelvis ever so slowly, “I don't. In fact, you should make a move on her at the lake house this weekend...” “You really think that's a good idea?” Michael asked her before groaning. “Of course! Why? Don't you think she's cute?”.