I wasn’t so happy when she said she preferred Heineken. She told me she was just kidding and then added in a whisper “maybe”. She liked to joke ...ith me like that and I enjoyed her quirky sense of humor.I knew she was a good girl and that at her age there was a lot of temptation out there. I smiled and said that I was glad we were together at least. “I mean we may be naked but at least we have each other,” I told her.“What do you mean we are naked? You have on that shirt!” she teased me.I did. .. you know him?" Fiona asked clearly even more confused than she had been already."Of course I know him. We went to high school with him," Sean said shaking his head.Fiona didn't remember him but that wasn't much of a surprise. She didn't remember much about high school. Unlike Sean, that was something she had left in her dusty past best to be forgotten like most Nicholas Cage movies.Damian stepped back into the room holding three packages wrapped in festive birthday paper and tied neatly with. He licked a finger as he locked eyes with mine, then slid a finger in between my lips as he leaned in to kiss me. I hungrily licked the taste of my wetness from his lips and I lifted by legs above his shoulders. Trapped underneath him, I felt him pound against me with a quick, steady rhythm that left me helpless with intense and mounting desire. A part of me wanted to come, another hungered for him to explode inside me. I wanted to hear him moan, and grunt, and tell me in a half-state of. "We'll get him coming back."I had no idea what the hell was going on, but all I could think of wasJess's call and her saying that a couple of guys were coming around andI had to get out. For some reason a couple of guys had, and I did.Those guys thought I wasn't in, I guess with the lights out and thedoor not locked inside, though they didn't have time to check. Theyprobably would check again later. Before then though either the policeor the fire services would arrive, and the police would ask.