Finding the opportunity and the devil inside me telling me that even she wants it; I touched her hand but she did not move and was sleeping; so I vent...red my fingers deeper to touch her waist ( it was an amazing feeling with goose bumps all over my body) with this touch she sank deeper on my shoulder; my devil took over andI tried to move my hand over her boobs (they were in a perfect conical shape and hard) but i was scared and tried to take back my hands and grabbed her hands, she responded. Ron was bottom of the status ladder. I'm pretty sure he was perfectly okay with that, but I'm not. When I asked for some of your guys to drive me to the hospital last night, you wouldn't agree until Dad okayed it. When I asked these guys to spar with me, they wouldn't agree until all four parents okayed it. That has to change. My requests or orders have to be acted on..."Prof interrupted, "I'll put it stronger than that, Paul. Mark outranks EVERYBODY else when it comes to security, and he's to. The slight touch of my fingers caused shivers and it started throbbing inside my fingers.Her words started echoing in my ears. The way she narrated the kiss, how she played it in her mind, not just once but several times. The way it reverberated in her mind and how she was disturbed by it. How she went to Jiju to divert herself. She said she was pulled back at those thoughts while making love.Did she imagine me in place of Jiju while she made love? Did she submit herself to Jiju imagining me?. Jokingly out loud, I give her a date rating of 8.5 and she agreed, even though she's a 9.5, but would never agree to that. Respecting that stern voice I strap my ego back into order and continue dancing, complimenting her movements until we called it a night with another hug and peck on the cheek.Accepting it was a “test” AND a first date. I had spent the evening in the pleasant company of a beautiful strong wahine, danced to loud music in the lounge, smoked trees, and lit the rarely used.