Gina shook her head then took a sip of wine and snuggled deeper into the couch cushions. No, strained didn't even begin to cover everything. The two men obviously had never engaged in a frivolous affair. Okay, to her it wasn't frivolous, what with her never ending crush on the guys. But for those two, she knew it had to just be a fling. She was a sex toy, something the gay guys could experiment with while broadening their sexual horizons. She giggled and the next thing she knew, her glass was plucked from her hand. "Hey!" Daniel nuzzled her neck from behind and planted a soft kiss just below her ear. “Hey yourself. Don't want you too drunk, we do have plans, you know." "Mmm…” she sighed. “Plans." She couldn't wait. Really. Couldn't. Wait. Gina lifted her arms around Daniel's neck and tilted her head to the side. She sifted her fingers through his hair, enjoying the feeling of his silky strands sliding across her skin. What would it feel like to have that hair touch me… everywhere?
