She shared most of her good looks with her sister Corryn, but her long dark hair was wavier, more curly. When they were together, it was obvious they ...ere sisters; show stoppers, both of them."Ok then Susan, 'not quite arrested', but you were still taken in for questioning. What's your sister going to say when she gets back?" What can she say? It's not as though she doesn't smoke a little pot herself, is it?"He crossed the room to her."Corryn has never been in trouble for it though!" You mean. It was after lunch when she incited the next encounter, still dressed in our robes once again we made love on her bed before we drifted off to sleep awakening just in time to escape before her Mom came home. While she lay there I dressed, at first I didn’t take notice but it was real, a small dark burgundy stain on her white robe, the remains of the cherry she had given me. For the next six months we had sporadic sex, sometimes on her bed sometimes on the sofa in my basement playroom. Always. ." I mumbled smoothing down my shirt, well I suppose it turned out to be his shirt didn't it... man I fucking hate irony."Sooo... you and Roxanne friends?" asked Piers awkwardly after a while as we shuffled out of the elevator."Yeah... she's been really nice," I answered cautiously, "in fact she's the only person here to treat me like a fucking human being." I looked at Piers pointedly but he seemed not to notice, or care."I know I dont have any right asking you for anything but can you do me a. When Diane asked me to dinner, my acceptance was in the same vein. I found her very attractive, but I certainly hadn't been hit by love at first sight.Since Diane had asked me to dinner, I adopted the "new man" approach and deferred to Diane. She had chosen a stylish Italian restaurant. When the waiter offered the wine list to me, I indicated that this was the lady's evening and asked him to address her. When it came to conversation, I had a technique to make it flow easily, that I had learned.