I turned to my left and started to walk down the street heading towards home. I noticed an old Asian man sitting on the opposite side of the road, he ...as on his door step just sitting there looking at the world go by. I tried to look forward hoping he wouldn't notice my current state. As I got halfway down the road the young assistant from the shop stepped out in front of me and grabbed my shoulders. I looked into his eyes to see what he wanted, but he just shoved me into the entry that is. But the next day I got a text from her in the afternoon saying she needed to talk to me. I was a little excited. I knew I hadn’t pushed my limit because I hadn’t gone forward or even initiated sexting. Maybe she wanted to thank me.I was hoping that would give me more good points. I went to her house. The moment she opened the door I was awestruck. She had her hair tied back in a ponytail. She was wearing a little makeup.She had tight-fitting clothes on. A blue tight top which just made her. I had the shots!Well, it was hot and getting more and more crowded there on the beach so we picked up our stuff and began making our way up the hill to her home. I wanted to put my arm around her waist but we were both carrying too much stuff for that. We put the beach stuff in the garage and headed upstairs to fix a snack. Well, the snack ended up being tortilla chips and margaritas! Claire was still dressed in only her bikini and the conversation was starting to flow as the tequila. I look over at the entrance and see Venezia walking over to the hostess’ podium. She is pointed in my direction, and our eyes lock for the first time. We’ve been waiting for this moment for months, just so that we can fuck the living hell out of each other, and for the few seconds we’ve been staring into each other’s eyes, it only ensures both of us that the sex to come will be of mythical proportions. She tosses her hair back and begins the greatest ‘I wanna get fucked hard’ walk I have.