Fabulous.
I knew Mitch and Brock because they were cops, they gotaround.And I worked at a strip joint, and there were always lots of peoplearound and by the law of averages, some of those people did things cops wereinterested in.
We weren’t best buds, but they were good guys that onoccasion had to talk to me because of, say, one of the girls dating someone whowas a fuckface or Smithie calling in the police when he suspected someone wasdealing from a car parked in the club parking lot.
Though I liked them, they were two more men I had to get outof my house before I could suck Mo’s massive cock and then ride it, this priorto getting to know him better in other ways.
“Hey, Lottie,” Mitch greeted.
“Mitch.”
“Lottie,” Brock said.
“Hey, Brock.”
“Lottie.”
That last was a growl.
I looked to my mound ofhunkaliciousboyfriend and got his message.
Definitely time to get dressed.
“I’mgonnaget dressed.Don’tstart without me,” I said to Mitch and Brock, and before they could reply, Itwirled and ran up the stairs to get dressed.
Mo joined me in order to put on a shirt.
This was a heavy burden to bear, after waiting so longwondering what was under that shirt, finally having it, liking it a whole lot,and then again having it hidden away from me.
But hopefully this would all be over soon, I could call insick, we could both get naked again and recommence the celebratory festivities.
I put on cloud-gray joggers with a matching slouchy top thatfell off my shoulder, only to have Mo inquire, “You just can’t do it, can you?”with his eyes assessing my outfit.
For goodness sake.
“This outfit isn’t sexy,” I informed him.
“Babe, there was time for me to get on my knees right now,I’d do it to thank God you don’t got a dick.But I do.So that’s my call.Andit is.”
I couldn’t argue that.
So I used, “All those men are very taken, Mo.”
His gaze cut from my outfit to my face.“Yeah, so am I.Byyou.And now Igottabe interviewed by the copsfighting getting hard.”
Oh.
Well then.
I struggled against smiling while I asked, “What do you wantme to wear?”
“Until this house is empty but you and me, a shroud.”
Okay.
I couldn’t not smile.
“I don’t have one of those,” I shared through it.
