Boldly, she walked up close to me, brushed her hand against my crotch, and winked at me.Jane said, "I want to finish what we started in the car. Why d...n't you come over for dinner on Friday night at my place? It will be Italian. We won't be disturbed because the family has a baseball tournament over a hundred miles away."I looked at Jane and said, "Seven, Okay. I'll bring the wine. A nice Chianti."Jane nodded "Yes" and it was a date.My heart raced with excitement and could not wait for Friday. The fact was that she had never set foot on a real golf course in her life. Her only exposure to the game was on a computerized golf trainer at the health club. There a player used a real club to hit a real golf ball into a screen showing the projected image of a real golf hole. Somehow the computer "read" the shot and then displayed the hole from the location where it calculated the player's ball would be lying.When she explained her problem to Ken, he only grinned and said it might give him a. Her whole body was flushed red from the tips of her pointed ears to the tips of her toes, and wetness shown between her bare, pink lips.Christi laid her hand over the elven woman's mound, and some of the pain in Crystania's expression drained away. "Relax, Cris. We'll take the pain away," Christi told her."What do we do?" Ari asked with her eyes locked on Crystania's body, and wetness gathering between her legs. The scent of Crystania's arousal hung heavily around the bed."Make her come –. "Please, Warren. I'll pay for the gas and your trouble." She took off her shades revealing aquamarine eyes set among feathery lashes that shouldn't have softened the situation, but did. "Take me with you. Junction City's the next state over. Drop me there and split. I'll be alright."He regarded her longer, drumming the steering wheel. "Anything else I need to know?" She shook her head. "No more surprises?"She looked away. "Just drive, Warren. Please."He inhaled fully, held it, let it go, put.