He began to whistle the theme from the Pink Panther innocently looking up at the ceiling. Until he ventured one more step–hearing her snapping her f...inger again–louder this time–more emphatic–like a warning shot. ‘I have to pee,’ he implored when he saw her glaring at him. He didn’t know what her look meant but he thought she knew–somehow–someway in her vampiristic knowing. When he unzipped his pants–he waved his hand back and forth as though he was trying to fan the smell–hoping it would. “Good point,” Michael said, smiling back at Nicole.Nicole moved off Michael’s lap and back onto her feet.“He should be here soon,” Nicole said.The 'he' Nicole was referring to was Jeremy. Jeremy was a man the couple had met online after discussing their mutual interest in having a threesome. Michael was bisexual and the couple had many conversations about how they’d want to incorporate Michael’s sexuality into their sex life. Nicole was very open minded sexually, but had little experience. "He does look like a Bix." And Holmes?" asked Pam. "Where's his double-brimmed cap and his drooping pipe?" Oh," the young man laughed, "I only let him wear those things in the privacy of my apartment. Wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea. Actually, it was the look in his eyes that made the decision for me. Seemed so piercing, so inquisitive, even when he was just a pup."Pam glanced over at the Doberman. He was sitting at his master's feet, his great wet tongue hanging out of his mouth.. Next, flashing a look of anger at him, I blurted, “I’m not going to become some redneck’s bum- boy.”Jonas now started laughing, before he answered, “Oh yes, you are. You are going to be this redneck’s bum-boy,” he declared haughtily, slapping his chest.There was a sustained silence after that as we challengingly stared at one another.Breaking the impasse, Jonas then told me about his feelings for me in a soft voice. As he spoke, I felt myself becoming sexually excited and I popped the hardest.