"Jay." I replied. "Nice to meet you Jay. This your first time here? I can tell." Bill was a very upfront kind of guy, a no-bulshitter man. I loo...ed him over and my eyes stopped to look at his crotch. His member was become hard and he was beginning to strain the fabric of his khakis. "You've got what seems to be a nice package down there. Mind if I take a closer look?" said Bill. I was shocked at what he said, he gave me time to reply and refuse but I just shook my head in compliance.. However I wasn't complaining if I'd known about the encounter I would have been really turned and would have loved to watch them fuck you. The issue for you was that things had been so hurried and rushed and although you had an orgasm it wasn't a satisfactory mind blowing orgasm that the encounter deserved. If it had been a dream they would have ridden you for hours and it would have been in your mind more erotic and sensual. The morning after the encounter I woke up to find you with my soft. .a sort of metaphysical distress." I giggled."Oh dear Lord! You're a romantic, aren't you!"I blushed as I gathered the dishes and platters and bowl. I smiledcoyly as I got up to bring the dinnerware into the kitchen. I thoughtabout what she said; an accusation more than a question really. Iturned toward Marti as I spoke."Shall we have dessert at the loveseat? Would that be morecomfortable?"Marti got up and moved her chair from across the table to restcattycorner from mine."No. I kind of. ”I dropped my face and started to object, but Rhee continued, “That makes sense because you’re beautiful when you’re awake.”“Oh, stop it. I am not.”“Girl, you’re the prettiest girl in middle school. I can’t believe that you don’t know that. When the boys aren’t staring at my boobs, they’re staring at your face. Considering that they’re all teenagers, I think that that makes my argument for me. It’s amazing that they stare at anything beyond boobs.”“I am not. You are.”“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I know that.