. where have you been? It feels like you just dropped off the face of the Earth,” Shelly told Marley as they chatted two days later ... two glorious...days later.“Well, I’ve ... sorta ... been with my new boyfriend,” Marley deliberately strung out the words, being as coy as she could.“Boyfriend? Do tell? I promise not to steal this one! I really am sorry about that! Forgive me, since you got a new man in your life, anyway?” Shelly told Marley, “oh, I have to confess that a time or two ... the. I purposely stayed away from her clit to extend the buildup to what would probably be her final climax of the night.Whenever she pulled me in tighter, I'd let my tongue snake inside her and graze her inner walls. While it wasn't orgasm-inducing, she seemed to take great pleasure in the titillation. "Please suck my clit and make me cum again. I so need it," Red whimpered."Aren't you enjoying the buildup?" I inquired through her parted labia."Oh, yes. But you get me so high, and I want to feel. As she was leaving the room, she had an idea. She didn't know if he'd buy it, but he might.Back in room twelve, Errol had finished with the roller and was painting the trim with a brush."Here ya go," she said, setting his cup on the windowsill."Thanks." He stepped over to take a sip. He held out his hand and said, "The key?"She felt in her coat pocket and looked kind of sheepish. "Oops! I guess I left it in your room. Sorry." Not a problem. I've got a master."The two of them spent the next hour. Hey, Bronson.’ It was Pasquale. ‘Yeah, what is it?’ Not wanting to miss any of this odd behavior by humans, he hated to look away. ‘You won’t believe what else that dude’s up to.’ ‘Wadda you mean?’ This time Bronson’s curiosity got the better of him and he looked up. Pasquale was hanging by his tail. That wasn’t so unusual considering his species. But on his face was a grin unlike any ever seen on a possum. His forepaws were busy doing something Bronson felt certain he didn’t want to know.