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mean, yes, you can do that, but that’s
not why I told you.”
    “Okay, why did you tell me then?”
    “I don’t know. I’m just curious about them, I guess.
You know, about them both being females and being in love and stuff.”
    “You’ve always known they were a couple.”
    “I’m curious about their sex life though.”
    “Oh, man, Morgan. Do we have to discuss this? I
can’t work with Celeste and think about that. I’ll have to fire her and I don’t
want to do that. She’s really good.”
    “Alicia says she’s good in bed. Do you think a girl
can be good in bed, I mean with like another girl?”
    Drew threw his head back, covered his face with his
hands and groaned, frustrated that I was having this conversation.
    “Where’s your laptop?” I asked.
    “Why?”
    “I want to watch a video.”
    “You want to watch porn?”
    “Yes.”
    “But not just normal porn, right?”
    “No.”
    “You want to watch girls?”
    “Yes.”
    “Why?”
    “I already told you. I’m curious.”
    “We’ve seen porn with girls before.”
    “Yeah, but I wasn’t curious then. I didn’t think
about it like I do now, like them being in love. They were just acting, doing
it for show. Go get your laptop. I want to watch it.”
    Drew shook his head, but walked out to get his
computer.
    We watched for a little bit. Well, I watched, Drew
was more in tune to my reaction to the two beautiful girls on his screen.
    “You do know it’s still cheating if it’s the same
sex, don’t you,” Drew asked. I turned back to look at him.
    “You afraid I’m going to wake up gay tomorrow?” I
teased, amused at him.
    “Well, you’re curious. Isn’t that how, why everyone
has sex? Does that turn you on?” he asked, nodding back to the screen.
    I turned back to the sixty-nine positioned women,
noticing the throb between my legs. “What do you think?” I asked, moving Drew’s
hand between my legs.
    “Your panties are wet,” he rasped, rubbing through
the silk barrier. I closed his laptop, and he set it aside. “Take them off.”
    Sliding out of my panties and lifting my shirt over
my head, I slid to a laying position. Drew ran his fingers up my slippery
folds, and I moaned.
    “Fuck, baby,” he said, becoming aroused at how wet I
was.
    “Lick it, Drew.”
    “You know my dick grows in point three seconds when
you say that, don’t you?”
    “Hmm. Mmm,” I moaned, feeling two fingers slide deep
inside my pussy.
    Drew violated my throbbing, over aroused pussy,
causing me to moan, writhe my hips into him, and spread myself, wanting him to
see me, touch me, and taste me. We were both so into what we were doing and
what we were going to do when Nicholas decided that he needed me more than Drew
needed me.
    “Shit.” Drew stopped all movement. I groaned, moved
his hand away from my pissed off pussy and got up.
    Sliding my robe on, I left Drew, face down, beating
the mattress over his head with unsatisfied punches.
    “Hey, what’s the matter?” I softly spoke, picking up
my crying little guy. He instantly stopped crying.  He needed to go back to
sleep, fast.
    I changed him, and then bounced around the room with
him, humming softly to his head. He was asleep in minutes. Laying him back on
his bed, I kissed his head and left him, lightly closing his door.
    Walking to the kitchen to turn off the light that I
was sure Vincent left on again, I stopped when I heard noises from Celeste and
Alicia’s room. They were having sex. That was Celeste’s moan. I wondered what
they were doing as I stood there listening to Celeste close to orgasm. Was
Celeste on the receiving end this time?
    “What the hell are you doing?” Drew whispered behind
me.
    “Shhh.”
    “Morgan. No. Get away from that door.”
    I didn’t listen, not to Drew anyway. I stood there,
listening as my pussy began to throb with ridiculous pulsating sessions.
    “You’re fucked in the head,” Drew guaranteed when I
untied my robe and moved his hand between my