” Jack was scratching his head in that way he always did when he was nervous. Well, at least his childe was predicable. Or so he thought.“The Prin...ce.”“The Prince.”“You had a lovely night with ... the Prince ... of our city.”“ ... yeah.”Julias’s face was stuck in a permanent frown, but his childe apparently couldn’t contain his grin anymore. He refused to look Julias in the eye, and his were looking to the counter. Hell, even one of his fingers was tracing nothing into its surface.“Ok, ok,. She rolled her hips forward against my hand and I made a curve of my middle finger, barely penetrating her. She leaned her head back against the fabric of the car seat and I kissed, nuzzled, nibbled, just below her ear.Her hand had found its way to the front of my jeans, her palm flat against my hardness, resting there. I pressed deeper into her, warm and impossibly slick on my finger. I started to move in a slow-motion “come here” gesture as I kissed that spot where shoulder meets neck.Her. Could they possibly be soclueless?"How long have you and Donna been?together?" Jack asked me. The footballgame on TV was quite forgotten as the guys hung on every word. I decidedto have a little fun with them."Since I split up with my husband," I replied. "Donna was always therefor me. In fact, you might say that she was the reason I ended mymarriage." I drained my glass of wine and crossed my legs provocatively.One of the guys was up in a flash, and he returned with the bottle ofChardonnay. I. I never wanted to make our friendship muddled with sex.One sunny Spring morning, my phone rang. It was my best friend, Grant. "Hi honey!" I greeted him. "How are you?" I'm horny as hell" Was his reply, usually a standard for him. Recently he had moved into his own place and often would respond that way. I giggled softly. "Poor baby!" Yea, so I was thinking, maybe if you're not busy you'd like to come over for the day." Grant suggested. I knew I should have declined given his state of mind,.