I decided to get drunk enough to have an excuse not to try to have sex with the girl and managed to finish the rum and fall asleep in Susan's chair by...the fire. She unbuttoned my foreflap and mounted my knees despite my weak protests, encouraging my battered ram to action. She failed, left me there drunk, limp, mean and dispirited and went to bed. In the morning I explained. She did not look happy about it, but said she understood and would wait until I felt better and more confident. Right. " I know the look on my face said it all. I mean, as quick as I could recover, there was a lot of guilt there for a few seconds and we both knew it. He'd really busted me good."Where have you been, Samantha?" he asked. Daddy was over by the sink, making coffee, I guess, but doing it slowly."I was, um..." I swallowed hard, " ... at a party." A party." My dad nodded. "Okay, so ... Tell me about it." Uh, well it was just a party. Some people, high school guys were having it." I just stood. We would never entertain a thought of that kind unless we had your consent, but please accept our testimony of our sincerity and of our passion, and any sacrifices Claire and I have made of honor and modesty are tied to bonds too strong to be broken. We both feel as though we have as effectual a marriage between us as if we had been publicly wedded by the parson of the parish having plighted our troth to each other."And so it was that Scarlet and Constance took up a room together, as did Diego. I was just going to take my time between her legs and decided that I would remain there to give her two orgasms if I could. After all, she had been a total delight in her pleasuring of my body. And I was loving every moment of it.I did give her two orgasms that Sunday morning. I think she expected me to stop after the first one but I wanted to try to make her as happy as she had made me. And I think I came close.We made love one last time and I reluctantly left her apartment, not wanting to.