”His face lit up in surprise, happy to see his favorite girls unexpectedly on his doorstep. “Hi, guys. How’s the summer going? Have you really...got so little going on that you had to come find me for entertainment? How sad,” he joked, opening the screen door to let them in. “You alright Bobbi? You look a little lost,” he said, innocent of the situation. He was happy for what he could only guess was a cordial visit (although his eyes did find Dee’s shorts right on cue). The truth was, he. I shouldn’t have kissed you like that.”Then he…he said, “Can I fuck you?”Oh fuck. My mate, he was grabbing his cock through his trackies. He had a fucking boner in his trackies.“What’s going on there?”“It’s you, you bastard. Kissing me like that.”This was too much.“Right, mate. We’re going home. We’ve both had too much to drink.”“I’m not pissed.”“Didn’t say you was.”“You just said I’ve had too much to drink.”“Yeah, you have. I have. We both have.”“Can I fuck you?”“What?”“Can I fuck you?”“Right,. ”, I offered. The next few months passed with Lexie and her mom, Jennifer preparing for the wedding. They have a million things to do according to Lexie and they were running around like crazy. In the middle of March everything was going according to plan. Jennifer, Lexie and I were all working out regularly at the gym and I was teaching more people than ever. I had to admit, Jennifer Thomas made more progress than any woman that I was training. She weighed in at about one thirty-five, but it. He seemed really nice and we did have a lot of "fun" conversations on Lush. Why not get together? We could meet at a hotel which would be neutral ground and, if we didn't hit it off, we could go our own ways, no harm done. I slept well and, early next morning, I left Sam a message on Lush. I told him where I was and that I wanted us to meet, but in a neutral place. Would he be up to that? He messaged me back while I was in the diner eating breakfast. He agreed to my suggestion and told me a.