“Sounds good,” Art said.
Quentin unlocked the front door, and when they were in the house, the two couples went their separate ways.
“Why don’t you and I have a little lie down ourselves, Quentin said.
“Sounds good to me,” Nate said.
They went upstairs to the master suite, stripped, and crawled into their king-size bed. When they were comfortable, they went into rapport, and began to take care of each other.
{Whoa!} Quentin sent after a few minutes. {Somebody’s not shielding themselves.}
{Yeah, I’m getting a lot of sexual activity downstairs in the direction of the guest room.}
{Should we tell them?}
{I don’t think we ought to interrupt them right now. Why don’t we enjoy all those extra sensations.}
{Okay. Hmm, I wonder what it would be like if all four of us were in total rapport?}
{Now, there’s an idea,} Nate sent. {It ought to be a mind-blowing experience. Meanwhile—}
{Let’s enjoy what we’re doing, right?}
{You talk too much, Q.}