"Very moreish. Would you like me to do the honors?" and he raised his eyebrows roguishly. I gave him a dazzling smile and felt my belly lurch with des...ire."More than you know, Sweetie, but anyone could walk in on us and we don't want that." I couldn't help the wistful tone in my voice, but facts needed to be faced. "Mind you, I wouldn't be averse to a helping hand," I said invitingly. "Come closer and use your imagination." His face lit up and he raised his eyebrows for confirmation. "Com'on,. I could combine business with pleasure by quizzing the whore afore I used her.I know that sounds kinda crude, but whores know a whole lot more than most folks give them credit for. It's amazing what a man will say when he is busy with a good fuck. It sure wouldn't hurt to ask. An extra eagle ($10), or even a double-eagle ($20), could stir up a whole lot of memories and information, especially when the whore didn't have to share it with nobody.I left fer Cheyenne the next mornin', and went to. " Be half-hearted about it, why don't I?She chose to ignore my lukewarm response and I swapped my mug into my left hand and lifted my right arm in invitation ... and silent apology. She ... the only appropriate word is 'snuggled' ... against me. Despite any reservations I may have had, her slight form felt good against me as we sipped at the drinks she'd made.When we'd both finished, she took the mugs and put them in the little sink in the galley, then returned to her place tucked in against. She quickly grabbed the duvet and covered her body. Fuck, what have I done?Despite how exhausted she felt, the guilt was gnawing at her. Melanie was her housemate. And Matt, well Matt was a prick.She knew she was in for a long night.*Alex’s head was buried in her sociology books. Her attempt at focussing on her studies had been not as successful as she hoped. A million unwanted thoughts ran through her mind. Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Melanie.“Fuck, how did I even get to bed last.