The door closed behind the girl.Jasmine licked a small piece of blood from her lips, "I liked her," she said, "such a sweet young girl, I haven't tast...ed such a one since — Singapore in 1920." She lost herself in the memory for a few moments and then drew herself back to the present day.She made up her mind, the sun had set and twilight was deepening. "John!" she said, "I'm going out on the town tonight!" The smile on her face was predatory.Even at night the city was alive, Jasmine could feel. I've heard that plenty of relationships fall apart through far less." We're made of sterner stuff," said Molly."I know," said Mark appreciatively.Good, thought Molly. Her husband really didn't suspect a thing. Of course he needn't have had any doubts when they lived in Dagenham. What opportunities were there between work shifts and child care? In any case, the oafish youths and depressed adults in the apartment block didn't present a very tempting choice to Molly's wandering eyes. And these. Or maybe she had never actually made it over. Maybe my bed was just waiting for the Lone Ranger, as usual.But, no. The kitchen looked as if someone had washed the dishes that I had left crusting in the sink more than a week earlier. The counters were clean and the room smelled fresher than it was supposed to.Maybe I was in the wrong apartment.But I figured Maria had gotten there early and, feeling all domestic, she'd cleaned up the mess for me. Sweet girl.I looked into the bedroom -- my own. The finger came away shiny with moisture. "Yes," Jo said, licking the juices off her finger, "I think you're ready for love." How ... how are you going to do it?" Meghan asked. "Are you going to ... to ... lick me?" No," Jo said, "not this first time. My mouth needs to be near your neck at the moment of orgasm. We'll have to make you come some other way."Meghan smiled happily. She knew what Jo was talking about. They had done it before. "I like that way," she said."I know you do," Jo said. "And.