“Yes, our wine was divine,” he said, opening his bag and pulling out a bottle. It was a French Cabernet, a brand I knew that wasn't cheap.“Good ...ine,” I said, impressed.He asked if I knew wine. “Some — I'm not a sommelier, but I know my way around a wine store.”We discussed wine for a time on the ride toward North Shore, and I asked if he was headed to my town. He said, “No, Nahant but I wish I lived in your town.”I said I hated it and we laughed at some of the comparisons between the two. I. "Where's Michael?" Sarah asks, referring to Lauren's boyfriend."Doing his job and getting me a drink," Lauren laughs. "Hey, what do youtwo do when you're two girls, like, who fetches the drinks?" NOT that your suggesting that boys are only useful as butlers, ofcourse?" I ask, prompting a mass giggle."Oh, no offence intended," Lauren says, realising her faux pas."None taken," I say with a smile. "Because I'm not a boy!" Pick a name!" Dannii announces loudly, interrupting our conversationand. At the same time, the sex was becoming more and more fun and desirable. An overnight family trip left me without a sexual partner one night; that alone was devastating and left me nearly in tears of frustration and desire. I craved the attention that sex gave to me. One afternoon, at the hardware store, the owner asked another worker to take over the cash register. He asked me to do some inventory in the stock room. I thought nothing of the request - at least not until he came in the stock. . do you understand?"I said very softly yes. "Are you hiding something in that bag?" shedemanded to know. I couldn't meet her eyes or answer her, so she justtook the bag and unzipped it. She immediately saw all the panties, brasand bikinis that I had managed to acquire throughout the years. I wasso ashamed. She just started laughing cruelly. I stammered that I wouldleave. "You're not going anywhere darling! Sit down on the bed rightnow."Of course I instantly sat down. "We are going to have a.