<strong>EJ - At the bar - Talking to Isis</strong><br/><br/>EJ stood close.  He was sure he wasn't imagining the flirting between the girls.  Isis introduced her as her friend Kimberly.  As she did, she backed into him, sliding her ass up and down on his hard-on he was trying so hard to conceal.  His cock bounced as she turned around to give him a sly, flirty smile.  Trying to control his reaction, it didn't help as he watched Kimberly lick her lips then take a slow sultry draw from her drink.  Wait.  Did she say cuddle buddy?  He was looking for trouble and it found him.  Isis turned and tucked in his shirt, brushing the hardness, now throbbing at his waist, with her hand, then bounced away from the bar to go back to work.<br/><br/>Kimberly seductively leaned in and offered a little pain with her pleasure.<strong> "Maybe later if Isis feels like sharing we can all cuddle together... but if you ever break her heart I'll make you wish you were never born."</strong>She was obviously unaware of his past, his own pain.  He could appreciate the protectiveness.  It was always there, constantly reminding him of who people thought he should be.  Very few truly knew who he was.  He preferred it that way.