"Ginny," I called to my sister, who by now had gathered her youngest spawn by the hand and was steering her to my door, "nice to see you. What's all t...is about?" I need some help." Mentally, I ran through a list of psychiatrists in the city. Surely one of them would leap at the chance of trying out some new anti-psychotic medication. "Our head of marketing just landed in the hospital with appendicitis, and I've been asked to take over his turns at the dog-and-pony show. We're going to make. "I was thinking of a titty-fuck with so much spare boob flesh." I said and as soon as I said it I metaphorically kicked myself.She looked downcast as I realised that in terms of digging a hole I had just thrown the shovel over the hedge and fired up the mechanical Digger! This was not heading in a promising direction - action was called for.I knelt behind her and blew gently on the back of her neck. She shivered slightly and I watched in the mirror has her nipples hardened and became. As I drove, I recalled saying my options had narrowed, and they had, but the decision was becoming more difficult, and the choice was not the one I’d expected to have to make just six months earlier. And if history was any guide, the choice I’d have in a year’s time might be very different.I pushed those thoughts from my mind when I arrived at April’s house. I backed into the driveway, parked, turned off the ignition, put the car in gear, and set the parking brake. I got out, locked the door,. 'The party went on until the early hours. Sandy left earlier with Josh at around 2am because his friend was almost passed out drunk. He wasn't wrong, though. Those guys held wild parties. He might go back again next time if there wasn't any of those dare games. That scared him for while, back there!-----Sandy awoke at 11am Sunday with a hell of a sore head. After a hot shower and expelling the effects of the night before, he slowly powered up with coffee and breakfast and spent the early.