And that would take time, especially since, well… you didn’t even know who you were, really.’ ‘And so the garden, and the food…’ I reflec...ed. ‘Exactly. And a bunch of little things that I hoped might spark a subconscious sense of attachment.’ ‘When were you planning to tell me who you were?’ I asked, knowing we still hadn’t gotten to the hard questions. ‘I didn’t have a plan,’ he groaned, shamefacedly putting his hands up to his forehead, then slowly dragging them down. ‘Part of me wanted. I kept glancing at Dave to see if he was uncomfortable with it but he seemed to encourage the word play. Unfortunately, somewhere in the evening, as we sipped wine... lots of wine... I started remembering back to college when I first met Pete. I was dating David then casually. We both dated several others as well at the time. David roomed with Pete and he actually introduced us. I have to say I didn't care for Pete at all. He was brash and conceited and I thought a total asshole. I even told. She looked up and she bobbed up and down on my cock sucking it as if she her life depended on it. She then stops saying lets take this to the back seats, I agree and we get out of the car and move to the back row. She lift up her dress and I lean over and start licking her pussy. She was dripping wet and tasted amazing. I continued licking and sucking on her for a few minutes until she scream god I this isn't enough I want you to fuck me right now. Not hesitating I got into position and. She looked into my eyes and said.“there is nothing to be sorry about. Actually, I’m the one who is speaking a lot”“let it out. You will feel light. I’m here to listen.” I said. She quickly got up from the chair and gave a tight hug again. I could not balance and had to take the support of the table back to me. She was completely leaning on me, my one hand on the table and other grabbing her hip. There was awkward silence for a while, my heart beat was racing like a speedy train.“I think I must.