" That didn't make Steve too happy.So in the next few months, Steve went on a few more dates with Jeff. He replied that dating a man was getting sli...htly more tolerable, yet it still wasn't something he wanted to be doing.He also remarked that Jeff was being a lot more considerate, even romantic. Steve was scared that Jeff might be doing so because he was interested in a long-term relationship. That really seemed to scare Steve.I knew that I had to do one more thing to completely finalize. Now not making you bore I come to my story. Nagma was, as usual, wearing a yellow top paired with a short black skirt without bra and panty and I was in jeans and a tight fitted white t-shirt. So I was the only male in the house and was the attraction of every girl. They were looking at me as if I am a gigolo and will do the pole dance for them. So it was around 8 pm in the night till all settle down. Then I asked all the girls whether they want to eat or play some game, to which all said they. We ordered our food and sat down at the table. Margaret immediately got up to go use the bathroom. “What else do you crazy girls have planned for this weekend?”, I asked Adrian. “We really are just playing it by ear”, she said. I wrote my phone number down on a napkin and handed it to her. “Well, let’s do something fun tomorrow”, I told her. Margaret returned and we slowly ate our food as we laughed and talked. I was sitting next to Adrian on one side of the booth and Margaret was on the other. He savoured the moment, whooshed the cane past her getting the feel of the balance, then as if to a silent command, the cane again whizzed through the air and landed with a light but resounding smack across the plump target. She squeaked as her hands gripped his ankle partly to balance herself, and partly to resist the temptation to grasp at the livid red stripe now glowing across the bruised skin. He found her self-control commendable, his stiff tool by now pressing up into her soft mons,.