Inside the envelope was a shiny silver tube of Shiseido lipstick. He was embarrassed and turned on by her inobstrusive acknowledgement of his "conditi...n." Then one day day she said, "Mr. Gordon, I was wondering if you'd care to come over for dinner Wednesday," she said shyly. Nick was surprised and a little suspicious. "No, I don't think I can," he said."How about Thursday?"She seemed very sincere."Well, alright. If..." If what?"He paused for a moment, embarrassed. "If my wife will let me," he. He could have been out with friends just like any other 17 yr old boy but he didn’t have the luxury of living near his best friends and he didn’t know many people who lived on his street. The main shopping centre was just down the road as he lived on the outskirts of town. Andy was the type of boy who preferred his own company, either that or he had just got used to being on his own, even he wasn’t sure which. He didn’t think he was the most good looking guy in the world but at the same time. Sir William was a man that had traveled “around the world” in the arena of sexual matters and he was swift to introduce his new bride Honeysuckle to the joys of exercising all her feminine entryways in pursuit of “tingles” of memorable magnitude. Of course, the both of them adhered to the rules of a strict society that precluded sampling the merchandise before the purchase and their explorations were limited to breathless groping and rude fingers in unexpected places.Her sisters were both well. As they enjoyed their meal, they talked, and laughed, never using their phones except to check the time of their movie, as I overheard. This was unreal. Even the old people these days are taking photos, or checking facebook or snapchatting with the grandkids. These two, were just on a date. Then there was the touching and the kissing. And when they ordered a bottle of wine, it got even worse. While one could argue that they were all very PG, there was a passion that could not be denied. I was.