Though my mind had other ideas. Over the next few nights I had dreams that had Marisa and Jerome having sex. Would even find myself with a hard on aft...r waking up from them. We also had sex a couple of times this week and each time I kept picturing in my head Marisa and Jerome going at it. Yet I continued to keep my mouth shut.Other then these couple of issues everything seemed to be going well. I was home now for two weeks and couldn't have been happier. Despite my feelings things were not as. Jesse splurged and got a tub for his room and Waite suggested Jim get one too, it might be fun. He caught Waite's drift and ordered one up for himself.Once everyone was squeaky clean, they got dressed up and went to eat. Alfredo Linguini had opened a restaurant the year before and Waite escorted his cohort to the front door. They went in and were seated immediately. Most of the ladies ordered the fettuccini but Waite was up for spaghetti with meatballs. The other two men got the same. Dinner. ..you know?"I had never fooled around with a girl and hadn't really thought about it when I responded, "Uh...no. I don't really think about girls like that, Mrs. Green."Betty stopped running her fingers through my hair and gently pressed her thumb and fingers under my chin before leaning in and whispering, "How do you know Kitten until you have tried it?" She gave my lower lip a gentle kiss before adding, "Maybe you haven't had the right girl to make you feel really good." She kissed my lips. She was TINY but had very nice, very firm, very small round breasts capped with brown nipples, a flat stomach, and neatly trimmed, curly, brown pubic hair. After admiring the very small package in which I was going to cum, repeatedly, we exchanged a series of soft kisses before I moved to suckle each small breast, and then slide my tongue into a tight, savory pussy, which I only licked long enough to ensure it was sufficiently lubricated. It would get more attention AFTER I did my best to drive.