" Now that you know, do you mind if I join you?" Tammy asked. "I was watching and listening to you two from the doorway, and now I'm so horny I can't ...stand it. I really need to get laid bad." What do you think, Ted?" Rhonda asked, stopping her fucking motions and squeezing her cunt muscles tightly around the root of the man's prick. "Shall we let my daughter join us? Or should I hog your prick all to myself and let her suffer?" Well, if you let her join us, I might be able to figure out which. I got a hotel room that night, took a long, hot, thorough shower,turned off my cell phone, then crawled between the sheets. I slept, butin a tortured turmoil commensurate with my waking experience. ***It was the Week from Hell. Granted, it had actually begun when I fled Dianna's apartment Friday night and extended through that long, lost weekend. On Monday morning, I called the office and took personal time.Later, when I was certain Susan would not be home, I returned to our Printer's Row loft. I needed a whole new wardrobe for when I gotdressed. I had some cute swimming bikini-trunks in pink and powderblue. Plus, I had a floral satin robe that I had selected all bymyself.Simon had decided that I needed some new shorts, underwear and tops,so I could look smart.We sat in the office with the steward while we went through all thevarious styles and designs. Simon chose three pairs of shorts for me.The first was a brief pair of Daisy-Dukes, whatever that meant. Therewere made of a. A few of her friends, though known to bail last minute, were supposed to meet her at Pulse, a new club that had just opened a few weeks ago, at 11 PM. But here she was, standing at the bar alone... She caught the attention of the bartender and ordered a gin tonic, letting the smooth drink coat her tongue and ease into a gentle warmness in her throat. Though she was by herself, it seemed like a waste to have gotten dressed up and come all the way downtown just to leave without trying to have a.