.. stuff ... dripping from his ... thingy!" Fiona suppressed a laugh and she took a deep breath."OK," Fiona muttered and smiled at her friend. "I prom...ise that if I want to bring someone back for sex I will arrange it with you first." Jenny's eyes flickered and she simpered. "I mean we could have a calendar on the wall and I could book nookie time and..." Her voice petered out as the bedroom door opened loudly, and Jenny's best friend brashly entered the room. Fiona looked up at the tall shapely. That could be messy. She was looking for a fuck not a husband. ‘Susan, you know where I live. You came to the party I had at my house a couple of months ago. It’s no more than ten or fifteen minutes from your house. I’m going to cook breakfast for two—plates on the table at 9:00 AM. If our recent conversation was something more than face to face phone sex—join me for breakfast. What do you say?’ As the room had cleared she again moved in and kissed him. It was a wet, warm, soft and probing. ”“Thank you, and please thank them.”“Already taken care of. Now, do you feel up to eating?”“Yes, please. After that, if I feel well enough, I need to get up and walk a few steps before sleeping again.”He nodded and left to get me a bowl of soup. He was just walking back into the room with the bowl, when he was swept aside as Hurricane Anna blew into the room and into my arms.I lifted up her chin so I could look into her eyes and said, “My sweet Dulcinea, I love you.”Anna gave me one of my Anna. Susan's mom and dad sounded like 'good people', as my dad would say.The next time I saw Susan was when I'd invited Tina and Alan to dinner. Alan called Tina from the office and she explained the situation. Susan and Tina were working on their high school term papers together. I wasn't going to be a stick in the mud."Uh, Jason," Alan said, "about Susan ... I kind of feel responsible for her..." Alan, what makes you even say anything?" I asked."The look on your face when you heard her name." Uh,.