He visibly relaxed, “What the fuck, Charlie? Why the hell couldn’t you have done that instead of that damn snake?”I quickly changed back into me... looking and laughing at my friend. He had opened the back door to the truck and was in the process of pulling off his jeans, then his heavily soiled undies.I chuckled, “What fun would that have been?”“Well, GOD DAMMIT, I damn near wrecked my new truck! Now, have some fun and fetch me some clean drawers and jeans out of my suitcase. These are going. . Proofs. We pick the best and design a brochure around that picture. That's pretty much it," Carol said and added, "it's all going to be done here, or mostly here, and again it's all going to be very private. So, was that at least a maybe?" Carol asked."Yes! I mean yes that it's a maybe and yes, I would like time to consider this!" I said feeling very nervous even saying I'd consider this."Then that's all I can ask for," Carol said as she stood and started busing the table from our tea. It was. By eight fifty, we were pulling into the parking lot of the Safeway by Dave's place, and speeding into the building. Miles' usual hunter-gatherer shopping style was in full display as he stalked down the chip aisle, grabbing bags of Doritos and six or seven two-liter bottles of Mountain Dew. At five to nine, we were back in the car, headed for Dave's place.Please let Kate be there, I had been saying to myself all afternoon. Please let Kate be there. I do not want to spend the entire evening. Yeah, I know that it wasn’t there, but I could still feel. From what I could feel, she was standing behind me and started to rub her hands up and down my sides. Rubbing me from just below my hips all the way up to under my armpits.Now I’ve had my share of women -- well not a lot, just a few -- touch me, but this was fantastic. Better than anything I’d felt in real life.Her hands were super soft and glided over me. When I felt any type of reaction, I knew she felt it too. She took great.