..he thinks we’re...separated. And yeah, he’s bringing a friend for Michelle,” she finished, giving me a sheepish grin.“Really? Separated, huh...?” My heart sank even further. I sat in the front seat of her car looking down at my clasped hands in my lap, doing my best to keep the hurt from showing.“Yeah, you should try it as well if you’re not having luck so far,” she said, taking a hit from her pipe.“I hadn’t thought of that, to be honest. I’ll give it a go and see what happens.”*This is fucking. He picked me up again and carried me into the stateroom. He slowly undressed me then himself and we stepped in the shower together. He washed me, kissed me, he took my nipple into his mouth and drove me crazy, stroking my clit with his fingers. I had my hand around his gorgeous cock, slowly stroking it. I could feel the slick pre cum oozing from the tip as he rubbed it against my slit. By the time we got out of the shower, I was about to gush every where. He laid me down at the end of the bed. ‘Hello. Can I speak to Stacey Moore?’ Caitlin heard the phone drop and the man who answered the phone called out for Stacey to pick up the phone. ‘Yah, what?’ ‘Stacey, I’m not sure you remember me from high school, but this is Caitlin Anderson. I know this is personal, but a month ago I met up with Logan at Mark and Sophie’s wedding and he told me about you and him. I just want to know if he’s taking care of you and the baby.’ ‘What the fuck are you talking about? It wasn’t Logan’s baby. I just. She had died red hair that was styled perfectly and always looked great.As I took a swig of the drink there was a knock on the door of the hotel room we we're staying in tonight. (Amanda’s dad had treated us all to an expensive hotel room for New Years Eve) Amanda opened the door and Lucy walked in. Lucy was an old friend of an ex of mine but we'd spent some time together too. She was shorter than Amanda but just as hot. She was blonde and was wearing a purple dress with flowers on it. She was.