During one of those, Faith told me of her bisexual experiences and how much she enjoyed women. One night, Gillian and I were sitting around talking. S...he had broken up with the latest sleazebag and was lamenting about her lousy luck. Gillian blurted out "I'm sick of men. I just want to try a woman". "If you're serious, I think I can arrange that." Bullshit!" No, really Gill, I can." Gillian looked at me not knowing what to believe. I had told her some things about Faith. "If you really want to. I had hoped I didn't scare him away somehow but the next morning he called and I was almost late for work we talked so long. It was 8 months and two days later we were married. The owner of the bar made us a offer we just couldn't turn down on buying the bar. Things were going great, I still did the bartending, Tom served drinks when it got busy plus was our bouncer when needed, which wasn't often. We were making a good living and were very happy with the way things were going. Then the virus. He continued to kiss me as I put on my bra and it didn't help me. I needed to go, but I wanted to stay so much. I kissed his lips and ran my tongue over them. I rubbed the back of his neck and those cute little ears. He was so soft, his tongue did not shove its way into my mouth but lightly knocked on the door, the passageway to my sex and passion. I kissed his hand. "'Twas a pleasure, sir. I shall see you another time I'm sure. Keep an eye out for me!" I winked, my lipstick messed up. It was. "How was she?" Why do you ask?" I grinned."Oh, maybe I want to keep an eye on my roomie, you know... and maybe an eye on her sex organ..." Really," I said as she slowly moved her other hand toward my cock."Really. Not that I'm a voyeur or anything. Though I could hear everything." Everything?"Kristy's hand hovered over my long shaft. "Lorelei doesn't realize how thin the walls are in this house. And there's nothing but plasterboard between her room and mine. And there also just happens to be.