. well I didn't used to be." Gary stammered. "I used to be..." I nudged him and he finished his sentence. "...someone else." "I see." Said the man. Th...en he looked at me and asked. "Are you really Dave Carson? Because I am really Laura Russell." I shook my head no. "I wasn't." We heard someone walking up the wooden steps to the porch and we all turned our attention to a man who appeared to be about thirty-five. He looked at me and asked. "Laura?" "That would be me." The other man on the porch. Truth be told, as I pried my hands away from her chest and lifted them to her shoulders, pulling the blouse off of her completely now, I too could feel this sense of urgency taking me over. This wasn't just sex - this was two people needing each other, needing someone, to make the problems they faced go away. Katherine with her troubles with the Rose Petals and me with the loss of Petty. We both needed, I now knew, to find comfort in the body of another.Her blouse fully removed, Katherine again. My feelings don’t matter anymore to her.”Ron looked intently at me. “You don’t know what you have until you lose it Goyse and you can’t keep it unless you appreciate it. Take my word for that. I know.”Shirley saved my hide, “Stop that complicated shit, you guys. You have a lonely woman to take to lunch who is waiting for you.”I couldn’t help myself, “And she’s horny as well.”Shirley grinned and replied. “How horny you will never know.”I smiled back at her and replied. “Sounds like a knockdown. Yes, Laura." Mmmm, I want to fuck it too."She held Jane's breast in both hands and bathed her large nipple with warm saliva, licking and lip-pinching it until Jane was gasping, her eyes rolling up."He don't even want to wear a rubber," Jane panted."Men are such beasts," Laura said, deadpan."Right," Jane half-giggled, then gasped as Laura sucked her whole nipple deep into her mouth again. "Oh!"Laura tried not to feel it, but she knew she now had competition. It didn't sound like Jane was too.