I dial the White Lake Whorehouse. I know a bartender, probably Enrique, is cleaning up, getting ready for the Friday crowd. In Spanish, I say ‘Enriq...e, this is Ross, Marissa’s friend.’ ‘How are you?’ Enrique asks. ‘Okay. Tell Marissa that, as we discussed, tonight I am bringing my girlfriend to meet her.’ ‘You are very brave,’ Enrique says, laughing. ‘Brave, or stupid,’ I answer. A year ago, at the prior Spring Break, Jen makes me promise that I will introduce her to Marissa, a year later,. I didn't go out drinking. I was in bed. "Mr. Davidson, you have been assaulted and are currently in St Cyrus's hospital. Can you open your eyes for me Mr. Davidson." Of course I can open my eyes.......why the hell can't I open my eyes? Is that blood I can taste? I think I'll go back to sleep for a bit. "Micky wake up - wake up Dad, please." That voice. It sounds really familiar. Is that Emma? Emma what are you doing in my room? Oh my hand is so sore....Jesus....that's really sore. Think I'll go. I’ve been with Caitlin too.” I said.“Really? How’d that happen?” She asked with a smirk.“You already knew?” I asked.“Oh yeah, Cait is one of my best friends. You think she didn’t call and tell me all about it?” She said with a giggle.Heather leaned over to her night stand, by the foot of her bed, and grabbed a baby wipe. She handed it to me.“You may want to clean yourself up. I was kind of messy.” She said.I removed my towel, revealing my still hardened, for the most part, cock. She looked down. "MissNatalie Jane Kaase, will you marry me?" I melted. I was crying andlaughing and totally taken off guard. All I could do was nod my head andblurt out "YES!". The other people in the restaurant witnessing ourmoment applauded as he put the ring on my finger.Ray took me back to the apartment where we made love until dawn. Weslept in the next morning and when I awoke, my fianc? had a boner thesize of Louisiana and so I woke him with a BJ. After my "breakfast" Iwent to the kitchen and made some.