We both used to go out on dates a lot and get drunk. One time after attending a concert we both went to Priya’s place to spend the night we both had...like 4 large pegs of scotch. I wasn’t planning anything so whatever happened was random.We entered her house and she went to her room to change her clothes.She was hot, perfect body with a beautiful face.So she went to the room to change her clothes and asked me to open the wine bottle, so I started looking for wine opener but I didn’t found one so. .. and available. He had taken her to a drive-in movie and was pleasantly surprised when she allowed some heavy petting.... But, on their next date, that same week, she had pleaded not feeling well and didn't want to go skating."... Maybe, we could just go for a ride, in your car... Gabe..." she suggested. "If you don't mind... ?" Okay."He had been driving his old Mercury station wagon, the car on which he had, painstakingly, restored the wooden body to its original condition. He was proud of. They'd been welcomed without either hesitation or qualification by each other's natal families, and both sets of grandparents had doted on their tiny grandchild and spoiled him unmercifully—as had two uncles (one on each side), three aunts (all on Igwanda's), and an assortment of cousins.The one potential obstacle to their departure—the possible need for Igwanda's testimony at a criminal trial of the deposed sheriff—had fallen by the wayside quickly. Initially blustering that he'd defend. "Welcome, young ladies, welcome. I am Mr. Harris." I don't care who you are," Suzie said in a low sexy voice, "as long as you've got a hot cock."She walked over to the powerfully built man and started to rub his cock right through his pants."Well, Mr. Harris," James said as he walked back to the limo, " I see you won't be needing me any longer. I'll be back to pick the girls up in about five hours." That'll be fine, James," Mr. Harris said as he stepped back into the elevator with Suzie, Cindy.