“Sorry babe, it’s the scotch, as nice as it is the side effect is the boner” I said with much sincerity in my voice and fuck me, her reaction wa... simply “Aww darling, have another drink” which was not a big help but funny, nonetheless. I stood up as she picked up the bottle, “Fucking WOW!” she sighed as she saw first-hand just how tight my shorts were with a throbbing erection hidden, it was at an angle and still trying to push out the waistband.She topped up my glass adding more to hers and. A few coughs and a bit of shuffling later, they re-grouped and carried on with their selection process.Stevie and Tom stayed out of the standing group, along with the youngest boy in the group who sat next to them. I quickly deterined that they had been eliminated from the "potato" process, and that Tom had not been included in the first place, for obvious reasons. He sat there avoiding eye contact with me, and to be fair, I did the same with him.It was really strange to think that only about a. Especially Dad, though. I suggested she just tell Mom, and let her pass the news on to Tess' father in whatever way Mom saw fit.Tess, as cowardly as the next person, thought that was a splendid suggestion, and, with only minimum foot-dragging, headed for the house. "What about my brother?" she asked. "How shall I tell him?" No need," I told her. "He's the one who told me. He got the news first -- from Charlene." From Charlene! My God!" It's a long story," I said. "Guys scout the Internet for. .......30 minutes later Susan found herself walking into one of the local bars, making her way through the crowd to the bar. She already had 4 large glasses of wine and they were already going to her head, but she needed another one.Ordering a large white wine she sat on one of the stools, turning to face the crowd. So were dancing, others were chatting to friends. She was starting to wonder if this was such a good idea when she felt a pair of eyes watching her. She tried to pretend that she.