" OK. I've got to think about this. Mrs. Jenkins would you please take David and go back to class and not a word of this to anyone and I mean anyone. ...nderstand?" Yes sir." They both said.Marilyn Fahey was sitting at her dressing table in the master bedroom. She had just finished showering and was getting ready for the financial subcommittee board meeting that afternoon. She was just about through with her eyeliner when she sat back and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Hummm, she. We danced quite a few dances tht night and got prettybuzzed from the free shots and beers.It was mostly harmless fun andgroping.It was about 3:00am and we were waiting out front for a cab, when acar pulled up with a young guy about 22 or so( he was dressed as aIndian) asked us if we needed a ride, we took it back to the hotel.Once we got there we thanked him and asked if he wanted to come up tothe room for a beer. Once we got into the room Dave and I flicked offour shoes and got him a beer. He. I lay back down, pulling her down with me, our lips never parting. She lifts her hips and uses her hand to guide me into her. She breaks away from my lips and lets out a low moan as I slide into her. My hands move to her hips and I push her down further. Our breathing becomes ragged and short as I enter her fully. She rests her head on my shoulder and I wrap my arms around her, holding her close, as she starts moving her hips up and down. She goes slowly and I can feel her around me as she. ‘I really fell in love with you when you wore that big fleece sweater over your bare skin and it showed the muscles in your back. Or when you knocked down that guy in a soccer match by mistake and helped him up with your hand.’ They felt so comfortable talking, it was really unlike anything Phoebe had experienced since he left high school. When they reached Bridgetown, it was absolutely sweltering. They climbed into a cab and gave the driver the address. ***** They unloaded their bags at her.