“I love you, honey. I mean that. I’ve never had a true friend until I met you and Chloe. I think you better get used to me because I intend to be ...around for a long, long time.”She smiled and held my good hand all the way to her house.It was two weeks before I could go back to work. Jackson had continued to deposit my pay into my account, saying it was medical leave pay. I knew he was paying it out of his own pocket. My arm was still in a cast and even after all that time the bruises were still. ." one of the men exclaimed."She's a fucking elf," another said.Adray was unmoved by their comments as she hoisted her battle axe. "Answer the question, human. Are you calling my husband a liar?"The speaker seemed to be taken aback by the confrontation. His eyes were drawn to the axe and back to her face several times. Finally he came to a decision. "Seeing as there are ten of us and only two of you, calling your husband a fucking liar doesn't make for much a threat to my person." Blessed be. I suppose we can be considered friends although we never go out at all. We still talk a lot, when we see one another. I looked at her profile closely. She was sitting there, on her bed, adorned in pajamas, which to me were quite questionable. And then I decided to read a story of hers. Once I was done, I found my hand down inside my pants. I was holding myself because of what I read. “Jesus” I said aloud. “You wrote that?” I reread it. My hand was still inside my underwear, holding it, happily.. “You’re right,” she said. “I should save myself but you know how to lick so good!” “Let’s have some more lemonade,” Phyllis said, changing the subject.A few minutes later were footsteps on the stairs and tapping at the screen door. The boys had arrived! Just the sounds sent tremors through the girls’ bodies. “Come on in,” said Phyllis, “I’ve invited a friend to join us.” There were many smiles in the kitchen just then…introductions were made…cheeks were red with embarrassment and cocks.