We talked and laugh about things that took place at work and at home. Wayne eventually took my hand into his, looking into my eyes, piercing my soul w...th his baby blues. I saw the fever in his eyes, felt his muscle hands hold mine, just a little tighter. Wayne reached for me, grabbing the back of my neck, moving my shoulder length hair from the nape of my neck, where he planted sweet kisses. From my shoulder blades to the front of my chest, Wayne left wet kisses. His lips were soft, yet strong. “Not at all,” I told her. “You were respectful and genuinely curious. I hope knowing that the girls are capable of loving each other that way doesn’t make you think any less of us.”She smiled at me knowingly. “I grew up in a big family,” she told me. “I learned most of what I know about boys and dating and kissing from my sisters, including how to kiss a boy. Gina never had any sisters, just a pair of brothers. Thank God she didn’t learn to kiss from either of them.”I nodded. “I’m glad you. I could feel my nipples hardening, only hoping that Mark hadn't noticed. "Mark, I told you, I only like you as my friend!" I said, slapping his hands away from me. He looked at me, then walked to the car. We drove in silence to the concert, and then waited in the queue. When we got to the front, I realized I'd left my ticket behind. "Tickets please," said the bouncer. Mike handed his in, and went in, leaving me behind. "I forgot mine," I said, "but I think we might be able to come to some. I just had to have his man cock by this time, and made him stand up as I got up and strutted around the room to show him my sexy outfit from Victoria Secret, and show him what a sexy little piece of ass that his little sister had turned into since we last played together! I did a sexy little dance for him like I was a whore that he had picked up in a strip joint. I danced erotically over to him and got down on my knees in front of him and reached up and unbuttoned Jim's pants. When we were.