John reappeared carrying a tray containing our drinks, “ Cheers guys, bottoms up! And if it’s as lovely as A.J.’s all the better!” Simon smile...d weakly and joined the toast as John downed his remaining pint in one gulp. “ Still cannot believe I’m sitting here with A.J., fucking marvellous!”We sat chatting and drinking for the next hour, over this time John seemed to calm down somewhat and was actually quite good company with some great anecdotes to share, after another half hour his mood had. ?I know this doctor. If I find out you called him for another refill I’m going to want my money. You do exactly what I saw and don’t tell your old man anything about the pills. Do you understand?? Margret was almost crying as she replied. ?Yes.? Thick turned and walked out the door. That was the last Margret ever heard from him and that was almost 3weeks ago. Thick’s girlfriend Amber called a couple days later and verbally gave Margret a list of things to purchase and how she was supposed to. How he wanted his tongue on her clit and pussy. Her cleanly shaved pussy. He watched as she ran her hands over her body, tweaking her nipples and rubbing her clit. She lifted a leg up onto the bed, giving him full view of her pussy. He could see how wet she was. Her pussy was so close, but so far away. He watched as she plunged two fingers deep inside and wiggled them around. Her other hand worked her clit. She was grinding on her own hand and moaning to beat the band. He knew she was close to. ..And then I remember Parthenope.We were the best of friends from kindergarten, but then one day in high school I noticed something had changed: she was wearing the same uniform as the rest of us girls but it somehow fit her differently. The straight white blouse which was so flat and plain for me clung to her blossoming curves. The pleated skirt, unbearably frumpy to the rest of us, she made to look risque. Even the school blazer, ostensibly identical to the one worn at our twinned boys'.