An hour or so later, one of the girls asked Bentley, “Is that all? Do we just strip to our underwear and dance and stuff?”“Today, yes. Next time... tomorrow, we’ll take it a little further.” He grinned. “Sound good?”“Yeah!” She smiled and high-fived him.As we assembled the next afternoon, Bentley said, “Okay, kids, now it’s time we see what boys and girls look like, up close and personal, and not just in pictures.” We all just started looking at one another, wondering just what he meant. Then. How many guys do you know would behave really, really nice around a couple naked women? Gentleman -- and a stud! My stud-sensors were red-lined the whole time!"Natalie bumped into someone and stopped whispering. She'd run into a guy with golden hair. She seemed to know him and introduced us. I caught "Steven," "really good friend" and "perfect gentlemen" when he took my hand and looked into my eyes. I was totally lost in him.He said something about my eyes, ocean-blue and losing his heart. I haven't had a J since I got out of college. I was feeling pretty mellow and Brent put some smooth Jazz into the CD. Suddenly he moved over close to me and started to stroke my arm. I had to jerk my arm away quickly. He was nice about it and told me that it was just a mistake. Luckily Jimmy had disappeared, so there were no witnesses.He was so easygoing that we stayed in his car talking for a few minutes more. I really like him as a friend. I apologized for reacting the way I did. He ended up. I sputtered, “Y ... Y ... You made breakfast?”Louise laughed (which made my head hurt even more) and replied, “Yeah, I’m sure it won’t be as good as one of your meals, but I can boil water without burning it and cook eggs.”I figured out the joke, forced myself to laugh and said, “Please give me a minute in the bathroom and I will be right there.”Louise left, I rushed to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. Then I splashed some water on my face, rinsed my mouth and headed into the kitchen..