'Tis confusion!

bunnies

By the time Sal finished with his shower, Joe had already forwarded the picture to Murr, Emily, and Bessy. A quick glance at Facebook told me they'd all made the image their profile pictures as well.

"Ooh, this is great. Sal's gonna hate us," Joe said. He paused. "I mean, he already hates Murr, but now we're all gonna be in the same boat." I stole a glance outside. It was still raining as hard as ever, with absolutely no signs of slowing down. "I guess that's a good thing, since boats would be the prefered method of transportation tonight." Joe laughed and disappeared into the kitchen.

Sal reappeared just then, a towel wrapped around his shoulders. He was wearing a pair of surf shorts, and nothing else. I saw Barbara's eyes light up, and could all but hear the dirty thoughts running through her mind. She got to her feet and moved closer to Sal. She whispered something in his ear, and he listened, then shook his head. She frowned, leaned in, and whispered again. This time, Sal's expression changed. His eyebrows raised, and he covertly gave the tiniest nod. 

Q rolled his eyes. "For god's sake, if you guys want to screw around, just say so. Don't feel the need to pussyfoot. The laundry room should be empty..or would you prefer to use the bathroom again?" Barbara blushed crimson. "C'mon, Q, nothing happened in there earlier," Sal protested.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Q responded. "Just like how nothing happened when James and Emily were in my laundry room. Look, if you wanna go do terrible, naughty things to each other, go. Just not in my bedroom. I swear I'll have you exiled from the entire city if I ever find out anything has gone down in there." Barbara giggled, but her face was still tomato red. Sal was grinning. He gave Barbara a gentle nudge on the shoulder. "You heard the man." He turned her around and gave her another gentle shove towards the guest room. "Let's go bang like bunnies."

I couldn't believe Sal said that out loud. I collapsed on the couch in a fit of laughter. Q glanced quizzically over at me. I wiped tears of laughter from my eyes. "I'm ok. I'm sorry. I just was not expecting those words to come from Sal's mouth." Q looked surprised. "Really? Sal's probably one of the horniest of us. It's absurd. That mans' sex drive is apparently through the freakin' roof." He ran his nails up and down my thigh. I glanced at him. "One of the horniest? Who has him beat?" Q leaned in closer, slipped his hand down the back of my pants, and squeezed. He moved my hand over to his lap. "You tell me." I felt my eyes widen as I grazed my fingertips over the length of his thigh. I ran my nails over his jeans, keeping my eyes on his lap. It gave me a small thrill when I saw him twitch like a nervous puppy. I ran my fingers closer to his crotch, and saw him shiver violently. "You're basically putty in my hands right now, aren't you?" I whispered. Q barely nodded his head. He seemed to be in a trance. I continued running my nails up and down his body. I leaned in even closer. " You like that? What if I told you I could do something even better? I can make your wildest dreams-" "Stop," he groaned. "I want you so bad right now it's unbelievable. But Gatto's right there and- " I cut him off. "Well, he's not five. I'm sure he'll respect your desire for privacy..in your own house.." "Yeah, you're probably right...."

"I know I'm right." I raked my fingers through his hear, then left a trail of kisses along his jawline. "C'mon. It's killing me sitting here next to you, both of us fully clothed and whatnot. And I'm sure you're wanting it just as badly..." Q grinned. "You think so?" He squeezed my thigh firmly. "I know so," I whispered back. He squeezed my thigh once more, then glanced over at Joe. Pulling me to my feet, he suddenly blurted out, "Well, see ya later Gatto...we're off to bang like bunnies."

Now, where have I ever heard that before," Joe replied, but he was smiling. Q turned to me and whisked me off to the bedroom without another word.