''No! I mean, yes.' he blurted out the contradiction, ' I mean I'll get your message. But you don't need to pay me. It's not out of my way.'She smiled...and again patted his arm. 'You are good boy. I know. I watch you. You very 'ard working - and so beeg and sta-rrong!' He blushed furiously and shuffled his feet. Glad that the dark was hiding his confusion.'I like you get me two - no - tree pies. een-dee-veedual, 'ow you say?''That's okay', he said, 'individual pies. Mince or steak?''I like. I wasn’t the only one. Apparently, Tamara was well aware that I had banged Brianna after all. In fact, she brought it up while I fucked her ... just half an hour before we left for the airport. Not surprisingly at all, my cute, saucy, little Bosnian girlfriend was more than happy about the prospect of welcoming Brianna home.“She really should get more than a ‘welcome home,’ party, you know. More like a ‘welcome home gang-bang’ or orgy or something like that. I can’t wait to stick my tongue up. He smiled… it was almost predatory as his eyes scanned my own scantily clad body up and down several times, then he met my eyes squarely. “You look nervous like you’re having second thoughts”, he said. I gave a little nod and then a bigger one indicating his midsection, “Um,” I stammered “You didn’t tell me you were hiding an elephant trunk in your pants”. He glanced down and then back at me, he didn’t say anything but instead closed the distance between us. It startled me and I stumbled back. We laughed anyway, and sat there with them until nearly 2 AM, when my Mother came looking for me. She wasn’t happy to see me sitting on Ronnie’s lap, but I doubt she had any idea of what we had been up to earlier that night. My panties had just a tiny spot of blood on them the next morning, I noticed, as I got ready to shower, so I just buried them in the trash, and put a tampon in, just in case. I walked up to my grandparents’ house, expecting to find Ronnie there sleeping it off somewhere,.