The...irritation, yes that is what she'd call it, was increasing as Frey and Mel remained pressed together.  It wasn't jealousy.  With a soft grunt she stood up, slightly unsteady and needing the low table for support.  “Stories?  You mean like writing?  I thought porn was all videos.”<br/><br/>Tottering forward she tripped on the pants leg, falling against the embracing women.  “Whoops!”  Giggling loudly she found her hands accidentally groping at soft flesh as she tried to right herself.  “You need to pick who's next Frey.  While Mel finds the porn.  You can use my lappie.”