?Go ahead and feel ‘em if you want, Rog. She doesn’t mind, do you, Ellie??Ellie cringed at the question, but knew she had no choice in the matter... and moved a step toward Roger, whose open-mouthed astonishment had turned to eager anticipation. When she reached within grasping distance, Roger’s hand shot out and clutched one of her nipples painfully between thumb and finger. He then molded the protuberance, rolling the brown nubbin back and forth, ignoring her little moans of misery. Roger. We shared a glass or two of wine and small talk. Soon the guy decided it was time to get the main show underway. Sharyn and he moved off to the bedroom; the host lady and I stayed on a generous sofa in the living room. Doing it in separate rooms wasn’t my preference. I wanted to see ALL the action, but at the time I was a bit too shy and insecure to make a fuss, so I said nothing. Bedroom door closed, and the paired-off players were on their own. The black lady was sexy and not at all. Steve jumped to his feet and walked to the door as if he was a puppy. Megan and I began kissing immediately after he departed. You know, the act of kissing releases massive amounts of oxycontin, a “love potion” that helps couples bond, I said. Through bonding, each lover’s face becomes personally attractive to the other and that a woman’s face is most beautiful and alluring once a month, exactly when she is at the peak of her fertility. Megan you look beautiful tonight, is that because you are. It was hardly convincing. “Hello again, Giselle.”“Bonjour,” Giselle could fake civility well enough to deserve an Oscar.“Where’s Val?” Kirk asked. “No, I don’t care. Thank you for getting everything.” Kirk opened the case after thanking Katie. He nodded twice. He hadn’t slept in the last twenty-four hours. Maybe forty-eight. Katie wished she had the bandwidth to worry about him.“Monsieur. Le banque,” Giselle handed a cell phone. It wasn’t a phone call, Maxim read the screen and then returned it.