Two of them are girls around twenty-two or twenty-three. I’ve seen them here before, I think they're good looking, but I'm drunk, they could be real... mingers. I go over to them and ask them if they would like a drink. "Two double vodkas, Thanks," says one. The other just looks at me. I get the drinks and we sit down at a table. "What do you want?" asks one "Nothing, except your company,” I replied. “Oh come on, you must want something,” said the one with the big tits. “No, just company.” . A. anyway. And then we can stop that as well – either when we move to L.A. or if we’re still here in Miami, when we feel it’s right.”Jill looked at me – she’d laid out what she wanted, and now she was trying to work out my reaction.And, knowing Jill as I did, although I had my suspicions, I knew in my heart she wasn’t playing me. Because the reasons my suspicions were wagging their antennae, was that Jill’s suggestion had put the faintest glimmer of life into my cuckold glans. I’d thought this. " I am really sore inside," she said leaning in so that only Tonya and I could hear. "Throwing up and hurting now was all worth it. That was the best I have ever felt in my whole life. I know you don't love me, but I will always love you David."Smiling at her I said, "It is good you are feeling better. I felt so bad that the after fun we had in the lounge ended with you getting so sick like that. You probably shouldn't eat any of the food down in the lounge if you are going there to hang out. "Yes, it does doesn't it," she agrees with me as I get up and go and makesome more coffee."So tell my dear, have you slept with my son yet?" I ask her as she givesme a nervous look and then looks down at the floor."Yes," she says in a low whisper as I hand her another cup of coffee andlight myself another cigarette. I can tell that I have embarrassed herbut I have to know these things."How soon?" I ask her as I exhale some more of my lovely smoke towardsthe ceiling."What do you mean?" she says.