"Go ahead and look, ladies," Sora said. "What you see is a really well-fucked pussy and a very satisfied woman." That was ... kinda scary," Sam said."...Honey, come here. All three of you," Sora said. "You all know I'm not into girls, but I want a hug from my girlfriends and I know you all want a hug from our boyfriend. We need you." That was all it took. All three surrounded us on the bed and we each got hugs and kisses from the other three."Is it always like that?" Sam asked. I hardly knew what. IVs and sensors dotted her body. Dean, her husband, sat next to her, clutching her hand. He was wearing a rumpled T-shirt and sweatpants. He looked like hell, eyes baggy and blood-shot, his face covered in ragged, black whiskers. Hey, Mary, he sadly greeted me. He had been by her side ever since she got shot, guilt stabbed at my heart. He still loved her and didnt know that Alice was cheating on him with me, and with her yoga instructor before that. He also didnt know that she was preparing to. ’ He eyed her anxiously. ‘You do not think we would harm you?’ ‘Wouldn’t you?’ ‘Oh no, miss. General Hakim is paying most large damage deposit.’ Mr. Rabin thought of everything. ‘What about this spitting business?’ Dorinda asked doubtfully. ‘It is very hard to spit straight through wire. Most miss.’ ‘Won’t they throw things?’ ‘Yes, but wire protects,’ he glowed. ‘Also, we have military e****t. I will be there.’ He sounded like general McArthur. It was all too Arabian nights! With people like. Our hands pulling each other closer to each other as if we were glued together. After what felt like forever our lips eventually parted. We sat there, our breathing ragged, as we thought about what happened. It was weird. It felt exciting but also wrong. The feeling in my stomach felt contradictory yet if she asked me to do it again... my thought trailed off.“That was my first” she said regaining some of her composure. “Mine as well” I replied. We sat there whenever our eyes met we would shift.