“Listen, why don’t you help us out then?” He asked cautiously. I was shocked but loved the idea.“Are you suggesting what I think you’re sugg...esting?” I asked.“Diane wants sex, I want her to have sex, you want sex but aren’t getting any, so why not?” Dave shrugged his shoulders but held my gaze.“Erm, I dunno Save, it’s a fucking hot fantasy but… Well, in real life? That’s different,” I saidWe stood for a few moments talking about it. I knew it was a crazy idea but I was standing there feeling. I hoped a long soak wouldget rid of the tension in my neck. I went into the bathroom and started a tub.I thought some bubbles might brighten my mood, so I added a big dollop of thepeach scented stuff I had put in my own stocking for Christmas. I put one of my Edith Piaf CDs in and cranked it up loud enough to reachthe bath. I kept promising myself that I would learn how to say more than mercibeaucoup in French but I hadn't yet. It didn't matter though;I enjoyed her voice, even in ignorant. Archie tossed Trisha's bikini bottoms aside and then he unzipped himself and pulled out his black cock. He got off Trisha, pulled her up on her knees and then he took her from behind. He fucked her for almost five minutes before I saw him pull away and I saw his soft cock fall out of her. He looked down at Trisha, still on her hands and knees and said something. I saw Trisha say something and her shake her head no. Archie undid his belt and stepped out of his trousers and said something and. He had asked her to marry him and She had told him She would have to think about it. She had decided to say yes, but now he would never know. It would be nice to see him once more; all they would have to do is turn left up here at Second Ave and go ten blocks and they would be at the Landing Strip Lounge where he would be shooting pool.As if on cue Aletha made a left turn on Second - Whoa! She thought, did I cause that? She looked into the rear view mirror and saw confusion on Aletha's face..