” “Are you going? I thought you might want to come back for a coffee.” Trevor couldn’t believe what he was hearing. This was too good to be tr...e. He had no thoughts of taking advantage of her; he was just so pleased that she liked him enough to continue the evening. “That would be lovely. But just one coffee and then I have to catch my train.” “Of course! What kind of woman do you think I am,” she giggled. Trevor felt terrible. Had she thought that he was suggesting sex! He wanted to explain. It was every bit as good as he had told us.As we got back into the car, I asked Caroline what, on our list still needs to be done.“Number 4, Put house on Market, Number 6, Let Mom and Dad know, Number 7, Let Jackson and Sharon know, and Number 11, cancel the lease on Richard O’Hara Real Estate.”“There was something else, wasn’t it ... number 9?”“Oh, well ... I didn’t think you were serious, but Number 9 is Apply for a marriage license.”“I’m deadly serious when it comes to you Caroline. I want. Time to deploy the green aphrodisiac and seal the deal. I pulled a new Benjamin Franklin out of my cargo shorts and gave it to Anita. I wanted to “empower” her by giving her the money, put Sarvam on the sidelines, and turn her on with wealth, as it’s my observation that greed and lust are closely related in women. She put it into her small purse.With that, I leaned in to give her a full kiss on the lips, slipping my tongue into her mouth. I knew this was a much bigger thing in their culture. Do you mean the ones with girls showing their open cunts or the ones with girls being fucked?" he asked."I don't really know which ones," I said and opened my legs a bit more. I could see that Gus must have thought it was his birthday and Christmas rolled into one. He stared openly at my pussy and licked his lips."Open cunt ones are great, don't you think?" he said as he moved closer. He put his hands on both of my knees and tried to prise my legs even farther apart. When his hands touched me,.