Once on the sidewalk I checked its contents. My ID was in there, mycredit cards, the exact same amount of cash as I'd had before, but alsomy phone an... my keys. I patted my pockets: empty. But how? There wasno way I'd taken them out at the store.When I passed by that place with the wallets, I went in and bought one.When I got home, I transferred all of my things over.Week four saw the first girl at the checkout again, but I was in a bettermood, so when she said "I like your new puhrse," as I. And then again. And again.My lips parted slightly of their own accord and the tip of his tongue moved slightly deeper, again lathing my lips from the inside. I responded and opened even wider - my dentist would never have had any trouble if he had been able to use this technique. As Erik's tongue began to lightly stroke upwards, touching the inside of the roof of my mouth, my own tongue decided to get into the act. I'm sure it decided on its own for I don't think I had any conscious control. .my clothes came off in short order. Since it was so cold we plastered ourselves together as soon as we were naked. Our hands were roaming up and down each other's backs as our lips and tongues battled each other. I could feel her hard nipples digging into my chest even as my cock was pressing against her stomach. Although we were doing a good job rubbing each other as we kissed, I could still feel the cold hitting me. So I decided if she wanted sex here in the woods, it needed to be quick. It was 12:30, so I figured we didn't have time, but he was fun to talk to. 1:00 came around and it was time for me to head home, so I asked for his number and explained I had to get home. "You're drunk, let me drive you home, you don't need to be driving," he said. "Thanks, but I have a designated driver, my friend Rebecca." "You mean that Rebecca?" Mason asked, pointing towards Rebecca passed out on the couch. "Oh," I said, "yeah i guess I could use a ride."I hopped in his big pick up truck.