I really like this girl, Sis. I've been doing a pretty good job of messing it up myself. I don't need any help." I bet you're being Mr. Smart-ass Know...it-all and she doesn't like it." How did you know that?" Come on, JackIEEE. I've known you for 15 years."She always said my name like that when she wanted to make a point."So, tell me about her. Is she as pretty as I am? Does she have big tits? Is she a screamer?" First of all, nobody could be as pretty as you are, sister of mine. No, she doesn't. " "Yeah," I said, knowing mom wasabsolutely right, and I was so happy she was so positive about David."Come on," she said, "I want to to give you something." Surprised, Igot to my feet and followed mom to her room.Mom opened a drawer on her dressing table and took out a small jewelrybox I had never seen. "Come here, Dani," she said excitedly. As I wentover, she set the box on her dressing table, opened it, and took out agreen and silver beaded bracelet. "Here, Dani, I'd like you to. The feeling of that thing sliding up into me was so exquisite that I had to have it again as soon as possible. Needless to say, my boyfriend and I fucked the summer away. And his staying power improved along with my pleasure. By the time we went off to different colleges I could get him off twice a session, with a blowjob in between and I discovered that I was seriously multi-orgasmic.Of course he was lying about being faithful to me. But that didn’t matter because I wasn’t planning on being. After holding your chair for you (always the gentleman) and sitting down across from you, we order drinks. Definitely drinks, you think, smiling to yourself. We exchange small talk while perusing our menus. You decide on a salad again. I order some kind of chicken dish. I also order a bottle of Zinfadel to go with our dinner. You order another drink and the waiter scurries away. We begin chatting as we did at lunch, revealing things about ourselves that we probably wouldn’t otherwise. The wine.