After the demise of Gina's husband under "suspicious circumstances", Sal and Gina drifted together to manage the huge apartment complex of 110 units w...ith all the complexities and back-breaking labor to oversee. Sal did most of the heavy work but Gina was not hesitant to roll out a metal trash can for the garbage pickup.The tenants would for the most part fail to recognize Sal today because he was all dolled up in a three-piece suit and a tie with his shoes polished to a nice glossy shine. It. We have no need for such perversions." She bent forward and kissed my lips. "Also, we sleep together every night." She switched to German and said something that made both the police blush."We wish to take this suite back, Madam, sir," the concierge said."Great," Bobbie enthused, "We already decided to check out. The security in this hotel is abominable. What if it had been someone of importance rather than two diseased homosexual nobodies? That would have been terrible." The two policemen and. Well, just recalling that would get me so turned on, so wet, that I would rub myself and make myself come.”“That’s not silly,” I told her. “I also think about doing that to you, and you rubbing me, too.”“Do you?” she said. “And do you, well, you know, when you think about us?”“Do I masturbate?” I asked. “Of course I do when I fantasise about you and me. I often fantasise about all three of us together, too.”“Oh, really?” Lori replied. “You, me, and Cathy, all together?”“Uh huh,” I grunted in. “I told you not to do shrooms before we went.”“I’m fine…”But it came out in a haze. The steam was getting to me, the hot water rising up through every pore, as though the mushrooms were cooking inside of my mind. Beneath the water in the whirlpool, I thought I sensed something. It curled around my leg, jolting me up and away from its hard and glassy grip on my thighs.I would touch down at the part where the tentacles seem to appear, clawing at the invader only to find that nothing rubbed.