“Holy Christ! A hundred grand?”“Probably more.”I glanced at her mid-section. “Did he also say when we have to start providing naming rights ...on the new stadium?”“GRIM!” she squawked, punching me in the arm.“I mean, I’m in favor of new stadiums as much as the next sports fan, but I wasn’t planning on starting construction this summer, you know.”Kelly continued squawking and protesting. “No, we are not starting construction anytime soon! I swear, I am going to kill my father! I have never been so. Barry, you have to let me wear something next time, I'm going to catch a cold." Take a drink. It will warm you up."She didn't know what to say. She didn't show her confusion."I haven't eaten anything yet. Tequila on an empty stomach?" Yes. Get a glass." I don't have shot glasses." I didn't say get a shot glass."Nicole went to the kitchen and got a glass. Not the biggest one she had."Take off your clothes."She did as Barry said."Why didn't you take them off when you came in?" I ... I'm sorry, I. "What is your problem?" You!' she said and aimed another punch toward my stomach. I grabbed her arm and spun her around as I sat up, using her other arm to create a straight jacket effect. "You were so into your girl on girl fantasy, your threesome, that you just had to set one up."I laughed as she struggled. "For someone who finished second in her class, you're not very bright." What?" She stopped struggling, so I released her. She stood and faced me again."If I wanted to watch some girl on. “Come on Linda, he wants you.” She nodded, a shallow, uncertain nod, but acceptance none the less. Steve slipped his hand into Linda’s and reached out to lift down one of the candles. He led her through to the bedroom and Mitch and I followed, hand in hand. Mitch and I made ourselves comfortable on the bed while Steve slowly and delicately undressed his wife. I bit my lip, imagining he was doing that to me. I wanted him so much. Mitch sat behind me and pulled me back against his chest. “He.