Chapter 2107 Guilty Pleasures:>13

Thank God the girls had laid down that edict that they were not going to eat dinner with me on most nights. If I had had to dine with the four of them that night, I might have had an aneurysm. When I sat down to eat on my own, my body was keyed up with a post-multi-orgasmic high, courtesy of Carol, that had me half-delirious. When you layered it with the still lingering satisfaction from the day before and Anne, I was in no mental state of fitness to keep from giving everything away. I ate in the steakhouse, alone. Good lord did I need that slab of beef. My body had so much to replenish.