7 comments/ 55394 views/ 4 favorites Rani's Going Away Party By: adamaxilla There are two earlier stories involving Rani. It is not necessary to read them in order to enjoy this story, although it may enhance the readers enjoyment and understanding. Rani is a lovely young woman who chose to not remove her body hair. If the presence of a fully natural woman in a story disturbs you, this would not be an enjoyable read for you. The story was posted in the Group Sex category, but also contains elements of Exhibitionist/Voyeur. **** 1. Together again. Apparently Monica was as thrilled as Rani had been about their initial meeting, because she sent me an e-mail the next day asking when we could get together again. I checked with Rani and we set up another party at the same motel for the next weekend. I asked Rani if she wanted me to be there again, since she was certainly not scared to be with Monica after that last event. I had been virtually forgotten about as I sat off to the side and enjoyed the show, so my presence was really not needed. "I want you to be there Adam," Rani said in no uncertain terms. "It adds to my enjoyment, and I think also to Monica's." Monica agreed with Rani's assessment when I contacted her just before the get-together. "Oh, you gotta be there Adam," Monica insisted. "You're so cute when you drool." "Gee thanks," I said, now feeling every bit the part of the pervert sitting in the balcony whacking off to the show. "We gotta get you involved though Adam," Monica added. "It's a shame to let a perfectly good hunk of man go to waste." I'm not an orgy guy, and I didn't think that Rani would be all that keen on that either. I was delighted to be with Rani, and had no intention to look elsewhere, at least not until Rani was back home, or on the plane. We met at the same motel as last time, and I sat in the chair and watched Rani and Monica make love. The excitement of their first meeting could not be equalled of course, since they were now familiar with each other's amazing bodies. The passion was clearly still there, however. This time I had made myself comfortable from the start, and sat there in my underwear while Rani and Monica tore the bed apart. My erection throbbed as I watched them make love, but I dared not touch it, because I thought that was all it would take to set me off. I got to pay more attention to the subtle things this time as I watched. Rani was simply mesmerized by Monica's breasts, and even when occupied with other things, it was never long before Rani's eyes, hands or mouth came back to Monica's massive breasts. I knew that Monica was aware of Rani's interest, and it seemed that Monica loved the attention Rani showed to them. As for Monica, she seemed consumed by a lust of her own; a passion that I fully understood and shared. Monica's hands would find their way under Rani's arms quite frequently, stroking and toying with the thick jungle of coal black hair that filled Rani's gentle hollows. Occasionally Monica would kiss the dense fur in much the same manner as I often did when Rani and I were alone. When Monica's tongue and lips would dance under Rani's arms, I had all I could do to fight the overpowering urge to cum just from watching, and I would squirm in the hot vinyl seat in discomfort while they played. After an hour or so, Rani and Monica collasped in each other's arms. I needed this break myself, so I padded off to the bathroom. As I passed Monica, she laughed and whistled as me. As much as I tried to cover the obvious with my hands, it was difficult to hide the erection that was trying to poke through my boxers. "Shake it more that twice and you're playing with it," Monica quipped as I closed the door behind me. If I shook it at all I would be cumming all over the place, I thought to myself as I tried to get my cock to point downward enough to be able to pee in the bowl. The thought of getting rid of the load that had been building up inside of me did cross my mind, but I thought better of the idea. Better to do it while watching Rani and Monica than in the toilet staring at myself in the mirror. 2. The show continues with a new player. By the time I rejoined the ladies, my erection had subsided somewhat, making me less comical looking coming back out. Rani and Monica were sipping wine, and I could tell that there was something up. They had been talking, and judging by the looks on their faces, I thought the topic was me. Rani looked down and smiled like she just swallowed the canary, while Monica just looked devilish. I poued a glass for myself and went back to my sweaty chair, the imprint of my ass still visible in the cheap vinyl. Monica swung over and sat on the edge of the bed facing me, and Rani climbed over and sat next to Monica, her head resting on Monica's creamy white shoulder. "Something's going on," I said as I eased back into the chair. "Maybe yes... maybe no," Monica smiled. "Monica asked me if we would do something," Rani said softly. "We?" I asked, unsure of who that entailed. "You and I, Adam," Rani said. "Monica said she would like to watch you and I do... things." "Dyin' to see you guys in action," Monica chimed in. "Rani has told me about it, but I would love to see it." "I don't think so," I said. "I like to be the one that watches." "Not fair!" Monica said while running her hand up and down Rani's hairy thigh. "I like to watch too." It was hard to look at Monica without staring at her chest, and as she sat there her huge bell shaped breasts almost hung to her lap. Rani saw where I was looking and slid her bronze hand over to Monica's milky white jugs, stroking the aureola with her fingernail and making the pebbled surface come alive again. I was coming alive myself as I watched them teasing each other, and me. I squirmed some more as they touched each other while smiling at me. "What do you say Adam?" Monica cooed. "You know you want to cum. You want to cum so bad you're about to burst. I want to watch Rani get you off. I want to see how this little virgin does it." I looked at Rani who's eyes averted my gaze as I looked to her for help. "Rani?" I said. "How do you feel about this?" "I think... I think I would like to make you happy, and make Monica happy too." "C'mon Adam," Monica said. "Besides, I'm dying to see this big cock Rani keeps telling me about!" "It's not big," I said while giving Rani a glare. "Rani just hasn't seen many of them." I stood up and came over to the bed and stood in front of Rani. Monica bounced back onto the end of the bed and knelt there watching. "No way I'm getting in that sticky chair," Monica chirped. "Besides, I want to be able to see everything." I looked down at Rani, who smiled as she took the elastic of my boxers in hand and tugged them down. Once the boxers got to my cock, it sprang up out of confinement and almost slapped Rani's face as it did. "Holy shit!" Monica exclaimed. "Look at the size of that tool!" I rolled my eyes at Monica and shook my head. "Certainly you know better," I said. "It's a big freakin' cock Adam," Monica said as Rani took it in hand and tugged on it. "It's not so much long as it is fat! Good grief, how do you get your mouth around that thing Rani?" "Like this," Rani said and leaned forward, taking the mushroom head into her mouth and letting her tongue swirl around it. Rani's head bobbed down on my dick while her fist clenched the shaft tightly. Even if they were exaggerating, it was really a turn-on to have yourself talked about like that. I looked over at Monica who was busy watching Rani sucking my cock. She had one hand between her legs and the other one full of tit, squeezing it savagely while her fingers worked inside her blonde-fringed pussy. My hand caressed Rani's shoulder before sliding under her arm and stroking the coarse hair, something that did not go unnoticed by Monica, who let out a soft moan. I managed to get down onto the bed and manuevered Rani so that we were in the classic 69 position with Rani on top of me. Rani's hairy pussy was hanging above me, but not for long as I buried my face in the abundant thicket, the dense black hair surrounding me as my tongue found her moist opening. While I tongued Rani's clitoris and squeezed her buttocks, Rani was busy licking and sucking my cock, concentrating on the head with her mouth while working the shaft with her hand. I hoped that Monica was getting a good look at this, and while the fact that she was watching made me uneasy in the beginning, it was definitely exciting me now. Monica was down at the foot of the bed the last I saw her, and I assumed that she was the one rubbing my legs. The rubbing stopped momentarily, and I felt Monica moving around just before feeling what seemed to be a gigantic pair of breasts on my thigh. Seconds later, I jumped when my cock began to get licked from the base of the shaft up. Rani's mouth was busy on the crown, so it had to be Monica's mouth that had replaced Rani's fist. My balls were next, as a hand began kneading the sack before my balls went into her mouth, one after another. "Omigod! What are you two doing?" I blurted out after pulling my face out of Rani's jungle, and I heard Rani's giggle at hearing my question. "Relax Adam and enjoy yourself," Rani finally said. I followed Rani's instructions to the letter and went back to exploring Rani's interior, but soon Rani swung her thigh over my head and went down to my hip, where Monica was kneeling opposite her. Their mouths joined around my cock, their tongues dueling around the head of my dick. They began licking it like a popsicle, and the sensation was driving me crazy. Looking down, I saw the precum drool out of the opening almost constantly, and watched it get swiped by one of the tongues. "You like this Adam?" Monica said. "Dontcha wanna cum?" "Too... much fun... like this," I grunted out while trying not to do exactly that. The visual effect on me was as great as the actual act, and I had to turn away periodically as Rani and Monica continued their oral assualt on my throbbing erection. "Damn, your man's got some great self-control," Monica told Rani. "Yes, except there are certain things that make him lose control," Rani said. "Do you want to see?" "Ooooooh, you know I do!" Monica said while climbing off the bed and kneeling beside it. I had a hunch that I knew what Rani was going to do, and while I loved what was about to follow, I also felt more than a little bit embarrassed as Rani positioned herself across my thighs. Rani's smile put me somewhat at ease, and as she raised her arm and slid my cock through her armpit, the dense hair raking over the bulb of my dick made me oblivious to anything else. Rani's technique of jerking my cock while dragging it through the expansive thicket was so stimulating that I never managed to last very long once she started. A new addition Rani had come up with; that of leaning her head over and licking the tip of my dick every few strokes was of no help either. It only took about a minute before I felt my orgasm begin to rise from within me, and before I came I looked over at Monica who was right beside my shoulder. "Probably... think I'm... a pervert," I managed to stammer out, but when I looked at Monica, she was certainly not making any such judgement. Monica was staring at Rani, and what she was doing to me and didn't seemed to be thinking that at all. Monica seemed hypnotized as she stared open-mouthed at the scene before her, and I could tell by the way she was contorting her body that her hand was busy between her legs. That was the end for me, as the combination of all these things was too much to withstand. Through glazed eyes of my own, I watched my cock spurt into the air once before Rani rammed me under her arm, where I continued to ejaculate like a jack hammer as the coarse black hair raked the head of my dick. Monica was moaning louder than I was at this point, and when I finally stopped cumming, Rani smiled as she looked over at what she had accomplished. The coal black hair was dripping cum, and the milky white spray made a fancy looking decoration as she pulled my cock away. "Oooooh!" Monica suddenly groaned loudly, and to my disbelief, she lept up and buried her face right into Rani's cum drenched armpit. From the look on Rani's face, Monica was busy trying to clean my mess with her tongue. My hand went down to my cock, and I pulled on it hard, wishing somehow that I could cum again. The sight was so incredibly erotic that while I certainly couldn't cum again that fast, the resulting tingle that I managed to feel was plenty good enough. Monica continued tonguing Rani's ar,pit to by delight, as well as Rani's from the look on her face. Although the ladies played around a little after that episode, it was obvious that it would be tough for that to be topped, so we went our separate ways shortly afterward, after mentioning the possibility of us getting together one last time before Rani's departure in a couple of weeks. 3. One for the road. Rani had a world of things to do before her flight took her back to her homeland, and out of my life forever. Our relationship had been rather strange by most standards, but one of the most satifying for me in many ways. The boundaries had been set early on, so there was no pressure from me, as well as no false expectations from Rani. Monica had contacted me immediately after our second motel meeting, and she was pushing hard for us to all get together a final time before Rani left. Understanably Rani had a lot to do before she returned to India, and when I brought the subject up to her I expected for her to say no or at the very least give cautious approval for it. Instead she was very enthusiastic about it, and in fact almost insisted on it. "I would like that very much Adam," Rani said that night in bed. "This Saturday night would be fine with me. Only this time why don't we get together at your place. We aren't strangers to each other anymore." That was certain, especially since Monica had joined in the last time, almost making it a threesome. I was unsure about how I felt about that sort of thing, and thought that the next time would be more of the same if not more so. I had fantasized about such a thing my whole life, but fantasy is one thing and having it actually happen is something else altogether. "Didn't the last time feel a little strange to you Rani?" I asked. "With Monica was joining in when we were doing our thing, although with my face full of you I couldn't really see what was going on much of the time," I admitted. "You did not enjoy it?" Rani asked, most definitely confused about my question. "To be honest, I felt like I was cheating on you," I confessed. "But I was right there with you Adam," Rani answered. "Everything that occured did so with my blessings, and I would not have objected if even more had happened. I will be gone next week, and you must continue to live after I go, although you will always be in my heart," Rani said softly as her hand stroked my chest. "You aren't gone yet," I reminded Rani as my cock began to swell in response to Rani's touch. "Monica... she is very beautiful," Rani said. "She likes you very much, and I think that you like her as well." "Of course I like her. Hell, she's hard not to like," I said. "She's funny and pretty, but she's not you." "Not yet Adam," Rani whispered. "Who knows what tomorrow will bring? I think that I would be happy if you two saw each other after I am gone." "We'll see," I said huskily as Rani's hand snaked under the sheets and found my stiff cock, milking it slowly before she shrugged the sheets off us and licked her way down past my stomach to where her hand was. "We'll see." 4. Last call. I had done a thorough job of cleaning my place, but since I wasn't a very messy person to begin with, it was quick and painless. I picked Rani up about an hour before Monica was to arrive, and Rani helped me with the snacks and things I had gotten for the occasion. Monica was as punctual as ever, and looked magnificent in purple slacks and blazer with a bright yellow blouse underneath. The blouse matched Monica's hair and did absolutely nothing to mask the fact that beneath the top was a pair of the biggest breasts imaginable. We talked for a bit, drinking and munching, and it was a pretty nice party considering it was a bit of a wake in a way with Rani leaving. The fact that I would no longer get to watch what had been an incredible mating that was every fantasy I had ever had and then some, was depressing to me as well. We began inching toward the bedroom, and I couldn't help but feel more comfortable in my own house. The motel had been fine, but in the back of my mind I always imagined the possibility of there being a camera hidden somewhere getting it all on tape. If there was, I would have loved to have had a copy for old times sake. Rani and Monica went into the bathroom together, giggling like school girls, while I undressed and put on a lounging robe before sitting by the bedside. They were taking a long time in there, and I got the feeling that something was going on. That wasn't the first time in the evening I had felt that way either, and when they finally emerged from the bathroom my suspicions were confirmed. Rani was still dressed as she had been, but Monica was wearing a sheer lavender nightgown that hid little but looked amazing in not doing so. Her massive breasts were pouring out of the top and her nipples were trying to burst through the soft silk as she came over to me with Rani at her side. "What's up?" I asked Rani who looked nervous. "Adam, I want you to do me a favor," Rani said as she knelt next to me. "I want you to make love to Monica." I snickered as I looked up at Monica, who was watching the proceedings with a nervous look of her own. Monica shrugged a little as she stood there looking radiant but much quieter than her usual boisterous self. "Why?" I managed to ask. "Adam, you have been very good to me. Very good for me as well. You are a wonderful man and I will always treasure the time we spent together. You have been very patient with me and have never forced yourself upon me, and even though I'm sure there were times you wanted to make love to me, you were always respectful of my wishes." "It wasn't easy," I offered in response. "I know," Rani resumed. "That is why it would please me very much if you and Monica would make love. It may be quite a while before I experience such a thing, and I think that I would like to witness it so I can perhaps appreciate it more. Especially when it would be two people that I care very much for." "What... what about Monica?" I asked. "Doesn't she get a vote in this?" "When I suggested it to her, Monica was as excited about it as I was," Rani answered. "It is obvious to me that you two like each other very much, and when I spoke with Monica about it, she said that she was going to ask me if I minded if she tried to get together with you after I left." "Guilty," Monica said with a half-grin. "Look Adam, I know that the way we all got together was kind of weird... sleazy even in a way. I'd never gotten together with anybody like that before either. Despite what you might think, I'm really not much different than you. I put on this front to keep people distant." Monica suddenly turned and went back to the bathroom, seemingly upset. "This is very difficult for her Adam," Rani said. "She hasn't had very many experiences with men, and the ones she has told me about were..." Rani shuddered and bowed her head while I sat there in confusion. "Anyway Adam, if you do not want to do this, I understand, but please don't hurt her," Rani said softly. "She really, really likes you." Rani's Going Away Party "Are you sure you're okay with this?" I asked Rani, and after she nodded I asked her to get undressed, which she did slowly with a confused look on her face. "You guys made me get undressed, so it's only fair," I told Rani who smiled. "And just so you know it, I'm doing this for you but I'm also doing it for me." Because the fact was that I really liked Monica too. Not the way that I felt for Rani, but I was very attracted to her from the beginning. The fact that we were close to the same age was also in our favor. Now all I had to do was make love to this remarkably voluptuous woman in front of my girlfriend, and the prospect was as scary as it was thrilling to me. 5. Monica and me. I was standing by the end of the bed when Monica finally emerged from the bathroom. She looked around nervously, first at Rani sitting on the edge of the bed naked, then at me standing there in my robe. Monica walked toward me and I met her halfway. Her eyes were a little red, giving away the face that she had been crying a little, and the wild swagger of the Monica I had watched in the previous weeks was replaced by a different Monica. This Monica was a soft, sensitive and very vulnerable woman. One that I wanted, very much. "Glad you decided to come out," I said while brushing a long stray blonde hair from her face. I reached up and took Monica's face in my hands, drawing her to me as I felt the imposing press of her body into mine. Her lips were soft and plush, and when they first met mine Monica practically jumped into my arms, and her kiss was unlike any I had ever experienced before. My hands ran up and down Monica's back while we kissed, and as we ground together I felt my cock begin to stir despite my nervousness. Monica must have felt it too because she began grinding up against me even more. The scent of her was intoxicating as well, a spicy vanilla aroma only added to the pleasure. Monica and I moved over next to the bed, and I remembered that Rani was watching, still sitting quietly during all this. Monica took a step back and began to lift her nightgown off but I took the garment from her and gently lifted it as she raised her arms up to assist. I had seen Monica naked before, but the sight of her right in front of me was something else altogether. Her enormous breasts seemed even larger than before, and as I took them in my hands and squeezed them, their weight was startling. Kneading them was a chore, albeit a pleasant one, and Monica smiled as she watched me manipulate them. Monica had left her arms up after I had taken off her nightie, and after a minute I realized that Monica was showing me her underarms. In particular, the tiny wisps of golden blonde hair nestled in the center of her creamy white hollows. How incredibly different Monica was from Rani, I thought to myself as I tentatively reached up and ran the tips of my fingers across the little patches of fur. Monica's underarm hair was as soft as silk, in deep contrast to the coarse and dense bushes which filled Rani's armpits, and was so sparse and pale blonde that it was almost invisible. When my fingers stroked under her arms Monica's breath caught in her throat, and the look on her face as her head rolled back on her shoulders told me everything I needed to know. Going further, I leaned over and kissed Monica's underarms, letting my tongue lightly caress the downy growth. Monica's body coiled in response, so I continued to orally caress her damp armpit. Monica's reaction was to practically climb onto my lap, which was no easy chore since we were still standing. After repeating my affections to Monica's other side, she was going out of her mind, and her reaction was driving me wild as well. My cock was practically throbbing as a result of all this, and Monica finally grabbed my head away and kissed me savagely. "So nice... so good," Monica gasped between kisses, before pulling open my robe and tearing it off my shoulders. "Want to..." Monica's voice trailed off as she sunk to her knees, and when I looked down she had my cock in her hands. I was embarrassed when I saw the strand of precum that was drooling out of the tip of my cock, but my shame didn't last long, as Monica's tongue swooped down and captured it before taking my cock into her mouth. I'm not sure who gasped louder when Monica's mouth slid halfway down the length of me. I groaned when Monica's full lips took in the head of my cock and worked their way down the shaft, but Rani's gasp caught my attention too. Rani was on the bed with her hand busily working into the dense black forest between her legs, staring open-mouthed as Monica's head bobbed up and down. Looking at the concerted effort Monica was making, it almost appeared that she was trying to take all of me down her throat. Although the thickness was keeping her from going all the way down, she was sucking on a considerable amount of me, and this was something that I had not experienced in a long while. It took considerable willpower to not shoot my load right then and there, as Monica inhaled me with an intensity that was indescrible. I pulled Monica up to her feet and eased her down onto the bed. Moving myself between her creamy white thighs, I gently spread them apart as my hands slid down their fleshy smoothness. My head went down toward Monica's pussy, and I inhaled deeply the rich fragrance of her womanhood. A scent diffferent than Rani's but no less intoxicating. Monica's compact little triangle of blonde hair barely covered the lips of her pussy, and the feel of the soft fur against my cheeks was also a shock. When my tongue slid inside Monica, I was shocked at how wet she was, and a few swirls of my tongue had her thighs clamped around my neck like a cobra. I looked up to Monica but my view was blocked by those enormous breasts. Feeling like she wanted me now, I took a chance and pulled myself out of that downy grotto and climbed up. Rani was looking down at Monica from the side of the bed as Monica watched me mount her. Having an audience for the first time in my life was frightening and I prayed that I would not screw up as I slid the tip of my cock up and down her moist entrance. When I first put the head of my cock inside Monica I was shocked at how tight she was. Being a large woman I had not expected this, but it felt great. What was also great was watching Monica's head arching off the bed as my cock penetrated further inside her, as well as seeing Rani seeming to enjoy the experience just as much. As I finally eased myself all the way into Monica and slowly slide back out, I felt the walls of Monica's pussy savagely contract around my cock, not once but several times as I moved inside her. Monica howl rattled the teacups in the adjoining apartments as she came, of that I'm sure. I started to watch Monica in the midst of her orgasm, something I had done several times as a spectator, but it was even better being the cause of it. Too much so, as I forced myself to look away. The sight was causing me to almost cum myself so I averted my eyes and tried to block out the sound from my ears until Monica calmed down. Monica's head went back unto the pillow in time, and I began stroking in and out of her once again as she looked up at me with her wicked smile. Her hips began to rise up to meet me, and the slapping sounds grew louder as we found a common rhythm. Monica came again in a few minutes, this time with Rani next to her brushing her face and kissing her forehead. I rolled Monica over and positioned her on all fours with me mounted right behind her. Monica was even tighter this way, and I clenched her plump buttocks as I drove myself into her hard. Looking over at the mirror, it was almost like watching a movie with a most unlikely star. Me. Monica's jugs were hanging down onto the bedding, and as I hunched over her I tried to lift the weighty orbs but their size and weight made that impossible, so I contented myself with squeezing then tightly. I wondered how it would feel for me to put my cock between those incredible tits and fuck them. The mental image of me doing that made me drive into Monica harder, almost with an animal-like urging. Monica's reaction was to brace herself against my thrusts and cum again. Not nearly as intensely as she had before, but the clenching on my cock was no less pleasurable. Rolling Monica over after that, we resumed the action face to face. I didn't know how long we had been going at it, but I was thrilled that I had managed to not mess up. Judging by the looks on all of our faces, maybe having done even better than that. Now however, I had to cum. I so wanted to cum with Monica, but by the looks of her she was not going to get there again any time soon, and when Monica looked up at me she seemed to sense what I was thinking, because she reached up and grabbed me by the biceps. "Cum for me Adam," Monica said with a warm and glowing smile. "I want to watch you cum." In my mind I tried to think of a way to do this gracefully, without the goofy faces we make when we orgasm. Perhaps doing it like a cocky porn star, with an arrogant sneer. In the end I knew that wasn't me, and so and unselfconsciously as I could manage, I let myself go, with all the noises and accompanying sights intact. Monica groaned as I first ejaculated, either from the feel of my cock spasming inside her or from the force of what felt like an incredibly powerful blast. She tightened herself around me as I continued to orgasm in what felt like an endless stacatto of cum spurts. When I opened my eyes Monica's face was beaming, her face lit up my the most brilliant smile imaginable. Smiling, not laughing, to my relief. I looked over at Rani and was initially startled when I saw the tears running down her cheeks. I thought that she might have had second thoughts part of the way through it, and I had been too self-centered to notice. The smile on her face took away all that concern, and she bounced over and hugged me tight, smothering me with kisses. It's a wonderful life indeed, having your girlfriend hugging and kissing you as your cock deflates inside an incredible voluptuous woman. "That was so beautiful... both of you. I love you both so much," Rani gasped as she went down to hug and kiss Monica as well. I started to pull myself out of Monica but when she clamped down around my withering dick I stopped and just enjoyed the sight of Rani smothering Monica with affection. Maybe Monica was having one of those "wonderful life" moments of her own just then, so I just enjoyed it with her. 6. Goodbye. We said goodbye at the airport, all three of us. It must have caused a few raised eyebrows with Rani giving Monica as passionate a goodbye kiss as she had me, but what are you going to do? Rani and I had said our goodbyes earlier, our real goodbyes, because I didn't want to make a scene. Still, it was tough for both of us. We were lovers in almost every way, but had become even better friends, and it was Rani's wit and insight that I was going to miss the most. We promised to keep in touch, even though we both knew that the correspondence would grow less frequent as time went on. Still, I never wanted to lose track of her, and she felt the same way about me. Us. "You'll get married and forget all about me," I kidded her as she picked up her carry-on bag. "Maybe I will get married, but I will never forget you Adam," Rani said softly as she headed out of my life. "Maybe also I won't ever get married because I'm selective, and you have set the bar very high." The sight of little Rani walking down the corridor brought tears to my eyes, which embarrassed me until I looked over at Monica, who was crying unabashedly as she squeezed my arm. We waited until the plane took off and then slowly began walking out of the airport terminal. "So, it's been nice knowing you Monica," I said in jest and was rewarded with a look of shock followed by a low growl and a snarl, with a smile chaser. "Maybe we can have dinner later," Monica said. "We should get to know each other now that we've had sex. And then we could have some more sex." "Do we have to?" I moaned sarcastically. "Yes, we do have to," Monica insisted. "A lot of sex in a lot of different ways." "Good idea," I agreed. "You know, this could be the start of a beautiful friendship." "Your Bogart needs work," Monica said, "but I agree with the sentiment." **** Thank you for reading. As always, your comments are welcomed and appreciated.