I admitted that I did but then laughed that it was her fault.“Can I see it”, she asked with big puppy dog eyes.This was getting interesting. I lai... back on the bed and unbuttoned my shorts. I’ll admit that I was a little nervous as I lifted my ass and slid both my shorts and underwear down past my ass. My hardon caught up in the elastic waistband of my Fruit of the Looms and when it got free it audibly slapped back against my belly. “It’s cute”, she giggled as I slid my pants the rest of the. No way!’ she squealed, and we spent the next half hour dissecting each and every possible innuendo before our drooping eyelids deemed it too late to continue and, yawning, we headed back to bed. The following morning we brunched at Trident Café. Hannah reassured us she didn’t want to talk about it and she turned the attention to me. I had to rehash all the Brad details for Jordan to hear. ‘You’re fucking kidding me! That was Johnny Cupcake? He’s effing hot!’ Jordan had consistently referred to. I sipped my beer again and looked at Fred."Once I got to her farm, she invited me into her old farm house and I followed her inside. She took my coat and put my briefcase next to the kitchen table. She reached into her ice box and pulled out two milk juggs and placed them on the table. She popped off the top and poured each one of us a glass of milk. She got up and went into her living room and came back with some cookies and a jar of white cream." said Fred. I folded my hands in my lap and. Now, as you have curtains in 2nd AC, they requested me to take that side lower (yes under that girl’s berth) so that the entire family sits together.I readily agreed to it and took the side lower berth. Since, it was evening time, that girl also had no intention to go to her berth and sleep so she was sitting on my berth at the other end. I really wanted to talk to her but could not gather courage as I was always uncomfortable with girls (except my ex-gf), somehow I gathered courage and asked.