?I had heard rumorsthat Ann was behind motivating Joann to leave me.? Ann had always been so nice previously to me,that I didn?t believe it.? Now, it ...asall too easy to believe.? So much for theimage she projected.?You have no ideahow much we know about you,? Ann said.??When Joann was planning the divorce, she asked for my help, which I gladlygave her knowing what a loser you are.?And Jeff here, being the computer expert, was kind enough to go throughyour entire computer history.?I knew I. After I'd showered and got in bed, Ryan came in silently and closed my door.His whisper sparked something in me and I realized what was wrong in the living room. It was one thing to know that your lover was in the next room being fondled and kissed by another male but to see it for yourself was a very different thing. I kissed him harder and he pressed his crotch against mine. Trailing kisses down my neck and across my throat he paused only to give a gentle suck and a less-gentle bite. He. But the tingling crawling from my neck over my spine into my nether reaches also stemmed from a different kind of nervousness. Some part of me was actually looking forward to this - to the danger, to the taboo, to the kinkyness. Of course, at this point I was telling myself that this part of me was journalistic instinct - the hunger for a good story.Underneath a thin satin blouse and a lacy bra, my perky chest was heaving considerably, and my nipples were pushing against the fabric quite. The group on our left, I'd sensed they were well-to-do. Very well-to-do. This certainly was one of the occasions we'd looked forward to on this trip. I considered Vivian's outrageous words. And with a sinking feeling, I couldn't escape the realization that she most definitely meant them.I recalled what we'd just been talking about, what I'd been saying. Something about back when we'd shared the apartment, and my sinking feeling felt confirmed since I'd obviously put the thought in her mind.The.