‘You should get out of those wet clothes,’ realizing what I said I blushed ‘I mean get into dry clothes.’ He grinned at me again and my blush ...eepend. ‘I don’t have anything to change into.’ ‘Oh, well. I think I might a rugby jersey you could probably fit into. And maybe a pair of boxers.’ He nodded at me, ‘They’re your boyfriend’s?’ I shook my head. ‘No, mine’ Way to sound like a cross dresser. ‘I mean, I like rugby jerseys and I sleep in boxers so yeah’ feeling stupid, I shook my head and. “I’m like, so fucking horny I’m ready to vault onto a fire plug or something.”“That sounds pretty horny, I guess.”“No shit. I have girl blue balls. It’s been weeks. And like I said, Justin wasn’t that great anyway.”“Wish I could help you out, but I probably can’t in that area!”“Well ... why not?”“What? Sarah, what do you mean, ‘why not’? What are you talking about?”“You. Me. Why don’t you fuck me?”“Dude! Shut the fuck up!”“Why, Randy? We’ve done it before.”“We have not! We never, ever fucked,. Her eyes were wide open as she looked upwards. She was the loveliest angel I had ever set eyes upon. I kissed her lips and they felt surprising cold. Perhaps she just had some ice cream I thought. My lover tonight had decided to take the passive approach. Leave me in charge to do with her as I pleased. It was her way of playing hard to get. I kissed down her neckline and teased around her nipples. She exercised total control keeping oh so still as I kissed her nipples with a slow steady pace.. They both left the room to go to the bar.I finally got my shorts and shirt on. My heart was beating a thousand times a minute. I followed Ashley to the kitchen to help her put the beer in the fridge. She nervously lit a cigarette. Her hand was shaking as she took the Marlboro light to her lips. It was the first time I ever saw her nervous about anything.My mom and Lori were already on their second drink since they've been home. I'm not sure how many they had at the bar but it seems they were.