I wish you would tell me whyyyyy” and that almost made me cry a little but I shook it off and I said “Okay, fine” and she said “Really?” and... I said “Yes, okay. If I can get someone to go with me. And if you'll please stop singing” and she sang “It doesn't have to be a snowman” in that 'Singing through the keyhole' – kind of way, and I said “Oh okay, wow you blew it, I'm not going” and she said “No no no no no. Sorry sorry sorry. I wont sing ever again, never ever, I promise. Thank you thank you. As the noise in the pub grew with the addition of several groups of sports fans, D.C.I. Griffin noticed his companion was forced to almost ride his thigh as a heavy-set blonde matron squeezed in on the bench on her other side. He certainly didn't mind but the introduction of heated female flesh in close contact with his sex-deprived body caused him to become noticeably aroused with tented trousers that were difficult to disguise.PC Johnson tried her best not to stare at the obvious erection but. “What the hell is that?” she asked.“It’s a doll.” replied my brother.“Who would play with something like that?” she replied “And where are her clothes?”“Boy that turkey sure smells nice, Gran,” Jay said, trying to steer her into the dinning room. But Granny was relentless.My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said, “Hey who’s the naked gal by the fireplace?”I told him she was Jay’s friend. A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel talking to. I was in awe of the difference. He was an incredibly passionate lover in the threesome the week before. Even in the midst of being with two men at once, we had connected beyond the physical, which is what led to us even being in touch. That was just so urgent and desperate. This was focused and deliberate. This was a dance with no ending time. I felt he was willing to stay there, consuming me for days if I’d let him. When he finally allowed it, I came in waves, unaware of time and space. It.