He said in halting phrases, ‘I . . . have been thinking about marriage, too. But . . . this is . . . much too soon to be considering that . . .yet.�...� ‘Oh,’ I said, rather stupidly. ‘Uh . . . I wasn’t talking about marriage . . .’ ‘You weren’t?’ he asked, stunned again, and then embarrassed. He looked at the table, at the wall, anywhere but at me. ‘Oh, geez. Oh gosh. I’m . . .not that kind of guy. I’m . . . waiting for marriage, and . . .’ My erudite and well-spoken companion was suddenly. Okay, I felt bad. Sometimes I hated myself afterwards, but I can sleep at night. You have to realise that most of these people were like Max or Rico. Not at all nice men." If you want to see me again, if you want to develop a friendship with me, you must promise me that you will never return to this profession." Deal," Henry nodded without hesitation. "I wouldn't have returned to it anyway." So where do we go from here? I mean, I don't know much about you. What do you like, what do you hate?. I'll have to trustthat what I can do to you in twenty minutes will do the job. Ithink so. Anyhow, the real pressure isn't on either of us yet.I expect I'll be back home by midnight this time. It's only afirst date. A girl doesn't yield up all to a man on a firstdate. Chances are we'll just feel each other out."She smiled to herself at that, then slyly at me, seeing that itmade me uncomfortable. Then suddenly, "Pull over that chair andsit down here and give me your hand."Baffled, I did just. Not sure how long i'd been asleep for when Alice stumbled through the door .It was dark in the lounge and I had just coughed ,Alice opened the door and walked in . You waited up for me she said ! Before i could respond she slipped off her dress and was undoing her bra , her body silhouetted in the very faint light . She pulled her panties down and pulled the blanket off me . I murmered a sound of wait but she just said quiet this is your treat for waiting up ! My Cock was bursting through my.