Working at a 2-Michelin-star restaurant, at such a young age, was a sign that her dream of becoming a famous chef was on the right track. Everyone was...always mentioning how talented and creative a cook she was, and her friends and family never missed a chance to taste her delicious creations.As Eve entered her apartment, she let out a sigh. "Again with the garbage.." she murmured. "Why does she have to throw everything on the floor?" Her roommate worked at nights and was rarely at home when Eve. Breathing heavy and watching as he pounded into her, squirting his load into the Trojan, her shaking all the while. I relaxed, too spent to think. “What are you watching?” I heard from behind me. Jill was standing in the doorway behind me. “Are you going through my private things?” she asked. Now, the shock set in. Now, I had been caught jerking off to my wife fucking another man. And now, I'm the one with some explaining to do? I was confused. The conversation that followed changed everything. Nikki took the bag to the bathroom and returned after a couple minutes to her bed. She curled up under the blankets. Juliette rubbed Nikki’s back and went to the bathroom. She returned to Nikki. “Positive.” She said. “All three.”Nikki couldn’t stop the tears. “Nikki,” Juliette said. “I have a plan, but you really need to trust me. Tomorrow I need you to get up and do your chores. Alright?”Nikki nodded and fell asleep. The next morning Joan told Nikki, Juliette was too sick to go to school.. ‘What a fuckin’ catch!’ He turned around more slowly than he wanted to, hoping she wouldn’t notice. She worried enough about him already. Angela stood in front of a gargantuan SUV limo, stiletto heels planted on the sidewalk, shoulder width apart. She was draped in fur, her long black curls vanishing into the folds of the coat. Park beamed and took a step toward her. Angela smiled back and opened her coat. Her big bare breasts drew double takes from the handful of travelers rushing to get out.