” “Would that be cool or what?” Laurel asked Kirsty, slipping an arm around her waist and giving her a good-natured shake. “Being able to make... a guy have to go out and jerk-off in public?” Kirsty said smiling, and they both burst into laughter. "All well and good," I said, "but, remember, it's a bet. You might lose and he'd be able make you do whatever you'd put up on your side." The girls settled themselves. Kirsty spoke. "Yeah, that might suck. Pun intended. But, still what a concept. I can. .. appetizing.Before she could question her own thoughts or those curious new feelings the painting was stirring up in her, Greta was distracted by a smaller detail within it:Why were some of these cavorting cannibal girls holding cell phones?Just then, she felt Wendy’s presence materialize behind her and Hans, and she stared down at them from between their shoulders.“Admiring my little art collection?”Greta shook herself out of the trance. How long had she and Hans been standing here, lost in. Eric motions to the group across the pond, “You know them?”“Just a bunch of asshole, jocks from school.”“I remember those type, nothing ever changes with them.”Jeff lets loose with a huge beer belch, “That beer was damn good! Can I?” he motions to the cooler.“Help yourself, Man,” Eric obliges.The three of us stick around with Eric and his friends and down few beers each. It’s pretty cool hanging out with these guys in their early twenties. They talk about wild keg parties and loud-ass rock. She lifts Kendra’s head up and says, “Baby, you just made your first woman orgasm. That was so sweet and sensual.” Sara gets out of the bed and moves over to Lou and sits on his lap, spreading her legs. “Now, Kendra, that was sweet. This time I want you to eat me like you don’t want anything more in the world.” All of a sudden, I see my wife Kendra get off the bed and move over towards Lou. Sara is sitting in his lap and spreads her legs. “Don’t worry about him, I thought he might enjoy your.