"You founded the club, you get to make the rules!" Well, I feel more comfortable if we came to some sort of mutual agreement."Angela, a trim Black wom...an with long legs and prominent tits, chimed in. "Actually, we don't have to decide right now. It doesn't really make any difference in tonight's game. I'll explain why in a moment, but here's the rundown on the game."You'll have to forgive us girls for taking longer in the shower than usual. As you see, we've all gone bare-pubes, and this is why:. I was downstairs by 9:10am. I was totally surprised when I couldn’t find anything but cereal to fix for him. There was milk in the fridge as well as some beer but nothing else. So, I fixed him a bowl of corn flakes and a glass of milk. When he came downstairs, I ask him what he normally ate for breakfast. He said, “corn flakes and milk.” I kissed him and told him that wasn’t much of a fun breakfast, and we’d have to go grocery shopping after the meetings today. That I wanted to be a good wife. "Jeffrey's voice answered. "I thought you'd never ask. But let's have a shake first. You get it. It's your body and you know how to handle it." No, silly, it's OUR body. You know as much about it as I do." Will you just drink a shake, please? I'm hungry!"Cheryl walked a few clumsy steps, picked up the shake, and drank it."What are you doing?" asked Deirdre.Cheryl's voice answered. "Finishing what we started, Deirdre. We've got to learn the rest of everything about each other. Then we can stop. I wished thing could have been different. I felt helpless. My best friend was hurting and there was nothing I could do.They finally emerged from the bathroom. Melinda had washed her face, and Leah was smiling just a little. The tears were gone.I took her in my arms. "Are you okay?" Yes," she replied wearily and let out a deep breath. "I just needed to get that out." Let's get something to eat," Melinda suggested, knowing that we needed to keep Leah busy, lest the tears come back in force.We.