I looked at Jean-Claude. I sipped coffee out of my penguin mug, and watched him play Suzy Homemaker. She was speaking, but he couldn't hear her anymore, only watch her lipsticked mouth move, noiseless. It just seems wrong.
There's nothing wrong with enjoying being with two men at the same time, Anita. Just once I'd like to see the men have to hold flowers and the women fork over the jewelry. It was as if my body was the wick for Richard's candle and the spout for Jean-Claude's cool water to flow down. I only had time for my aha moment, then he threw Jason, not across the room, but at the bed.
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