No way. He never even felt up a girl before.But then I was thinking, so if he ever got that far with a girl, he wouldnt know what to do next so I told...him in like a very brief way that if he ever got a girls bra off, get his tongue to work. Flickety-flickety. Suck softly. And if he ever got her panties off do the same. Tongue, tongue, tongue! (Dammmm I sooooo love oral. All kinds. Except I wont lick no guys ass.)His face got all scrinched up and he said something like, “Use my tongue? Down. “I think you might be just the right person for this job. Sit down again, please.”Tracy paused. “Uh, really?” she replied, puzzled and confused, as she sat. Billy smiled again, walked over to her desk, and opened the top drawer, pulling out a lighter and an unopened packet of Marlboro Lights 100s, which she brought back to Tracy and placed on the coffee table in front of her. “Oh!” exclaimed Tracy “Do you smoke, ma’am?” She gazed longingly at the packet of cigarettes.“Call me Billy,” was the. Freshman year included a season of competitive swimming, where I first met Linda. She was going out with a diver and liked to hang around the swim team. Well, who wouldn't? Young men in the prime of life wearing at most 6 ounces of nylon and college life in 1968... yep, it was interesting.Following year her boyfriend was gone and Linda and I started hanging out together... mostly bridge and coffee. One time I shared my woes with her about the girl that I was dating at the time with whom I. I ordered for the both of us. I had determined almost immediately that Kira is not the type you ask, just tell, and she will follow and love it. I used a little joke my hubby uses. I said "I am in the mood for a piece of juicy 'Coochi"! He deliberately mispronounces quiche to get a laugh out of the waitstaff. It worked with Kira as I could see her visibly squirm, in a cute way. I explained the joke to her and we both had a little laugh about it. The wine seemed to be relaxing her and our lunch.