I looked at his picture, the butterflies in my stomach having a party, then I saw myself in the mirror, and the same "fuck it" attitude came back over...me "no one'll know.". So I looked up his address in my maps app and replied back, "I'll see you in thirty minutes." His reply "can't wait". I arrived at his place a little earlier than expected. There had been hardly any traffic and I had gotten all green lights. I can't say how many times I walked up to the door and then ran back to my car.. I haven't driven in a couple of years, and my license isn't exactly current, but... " She had leaned over and was kissing me sloppily on the mouth. That damn liquor breath again.Ten minutes later we were in the Midtown Tunnel, heading toward Queens and points east. I had been a little wobbly at first, but her late-model Buick rode steady as a tank."Over there. That'll lead you to the LIE." The what?" The Long Island Expressway. I can tell you haven't been in New York long. Don't worry, you're. She said."They are out with friend's we are alone here." I kissed her again and picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I laid her on the bed and pulled my clothes off as quick as I could. Then I laid down beside her and kissed her again. I started to carress her body all over pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit. I kissed my way down her body to her tit's and sucked and licked on each one for a little while. Then I kissed my way down to her panties. She was soaked I took my tounge. "And Nick, if she doesn't you ought to make her do it." Slow down, sugar," Camilla told her. "Screwed up how?" Here." Marilyn reached over and grabbed the non-newspaper item she'd carried in, which I saw now was a program from last night. "Cam, I checked it like always, honest to God I did, but that was before Marko walked on us, and I can't kick myself in the ass hard enough but I never went back to it. So look."And there in the cast list was "Giorgio Germont ... Marko Fabuliis." They put this.