She would usually ask me to rub baby oil all over it causing me and anyone else in the room to become hard as a rock. These hard dicks that showed up ...would admire her spread out on the bed and we could tell they wanted to fuck her every way imaginable. All that was requested was that they be clean & shaven or at least trimmed, and to bring some kind of party supplies and condoms. They were also expected to be bi so that I might at least expect a hand job or maybe a blow job while she fucked and. " Am I that self-centered, Barry?" You cheated on me and you plan to keep doing it no matter what I say or do. Where would you put that on the scale of self-centeredness?" Maybe I wouldn't be this way if you didn't let me get my way all the time." Oh, God, did I say that?Barry had a funny look on his face. Was it the "last straw" look? "Am I responsible for the good things you do too? Or is this one of the good things? Is there ever anything at all you do that is your responsibility?" He headed. "I wouldn't have all this time to think of these stupid word pranks, if I could move." I don't blame you. You're really in pretty good spirits, most of the time. I think I'd have gone crazy by now." I'm not sure I haven't. But to get back to the original subject, if you want Jessica to respect you, then you've got to take responsibility. Tell her no. Let her get mad at you. Work things out."Tim looked at me as if I'd asked him to stick his hand into a pit of poisonous snakes."Do you have any. "Morris worked the shell with his front paws and teeth.The day they were to leave, Lindsay had taken off to pack and clean the apartment. Frank had not arrived home until eight o'clock, sour and grumpy, and then subjected Lindsey to a four hour drive. She had slept most of the way, but Frank had redeemed himself, taking Lindsey to bed and riding her as he had not done since their first weekends together. She had hobbled to the bathroom at three a.m., bowlegged in embarrassment. Morris showed up.