Our waiter is an obviously overworked, bored looking older man. He offered us menus but Josh said, "I know what we want. Bring us two beers and a smal... pizza with extra cheese and pepperoni."The waiter didn't even bat an eye! He turned and walked away without a single question about my age.The ride here had been in silence and now we sat in silence waiting for our food. I was torn between wanting to know more about Josh and preferring that his entire life remain a mystery to me. I decided that,. I shoved my hands between my thighs, rubbing at my heated flesh. I stroked through my strawberry bush, caressing my labia. I slid my fingers up and down my slit, squirming, delight tingling through me.My eyes squeezed shut. My father’s hated face floated before me. His words that he made my mother his whore burned through me. She loved him. She wasn’t a wanton slattern panting after his dick. She was better than me.I should think of Sven. My love. My betrothed. My heart. He was the man I should. Once we caught our breath, Greg went up stairs and I got out of my clothes. As I did, Greg came back down and gave me a bra and some panties and told me to come upstairs with him. I folded the clothes and put them next to my bag with the dildo baton on top. I slipped on the panties and walked with Greg up the stairs as I put on the bra. I walked ahead of him and he gave my ass a little smack and I turned to him with a smile and giggle as I continued up stairs. I walked ahead of Greg a few extra. "What were you going to ask, Jake?" Shaver enquired once he was gone."Nothing," Jake said. "Don't worry about it."Shaver nodded. "Okay then," he said. "Let's talk damage control. My suggestion is that when the press calls to ask about this we simply tell them that you and Ms. Snow are nothing more than friends. You met initially at her movie premier, correct?" Yes," Jake said."You decided to get together and go to the beach after that," Shaver said. "My understanding is that there are no....