So I said I'd be there after I sent the pics of myself and saw some of the people that would be there.I drove up and parked. There were maybe six or ...even cars on the street, but no real concentration in front of the house. I walked up and rang the doorbell. I could hear music playing. It wasn't loud, which I liked. The door was answered by a guy in very casual dress. Shorts and a t-shirt. He wasn't super cut or fat. Just average. He invited me in and I looked around. SUre enough,. She grabbed my hands, and placed them firmly on her ass. I gave her cheeks a good squeeze, and pulled her further into me. I didn't even care if she felt me through my jeans hardening against her stomach. She didn't seem to mind, anyway. She just moaned and let her hands roam my body. I don't know how long we stood there kissing like that. It felt like an hour, but it could have been just a few minutes. Finally Brenda pushed herself away from me. "You're pretty good at that, eh," she said. "Uh,. As I tried to explain to you in the car, these were not merely some guys out to steal Christmas purchases…”“Even if they were after your money and the car, getting back to the shopping mall would have been safer than letting them chase you around the city streets. What would you have done if one of them had tried to get into the car while you got stuck at a stoplight or something?”“I would have shot him, and then continued to the airport.”“Shot him?” Bobby chuckled, “With what?”Rockie reached. . I mean...' 'Oh for fuck sake' she interjected, 'come here and kneel down by the side of the couch.' I was taken aback by this. 'I'll give it a go. Pass me my phone and kneel down.' She took her phone, and I kneeled down. 'So this game of yours... You get irritated when i use my phone, hate me being in touch with my friends all the time, loathe when i contact certain people.. yet you want me to do it more than usual, just to deliberately make you sick with jealousy. Is that it? You want me to.