So after a couple weeks of phone chat I mustarded up enough courage to meet him face to face.When I arrived at Tony’s house he greeted me with a war... hug and kiss. Tony was a very handsome man, stood about 6’ tall and clearly looked like he took good care of his body. He held my hand and led me into the house. We walked into the living room and there it laid my new wardrobe. I was shocked to find that he had bought a very nice selection of lingerie and some dresses and short skirts. He picked. I said that was cool.Oh they all agreed my helmet is wicked. JWe went into the back yard through the gate on the living room side of the house since going that way would be easier getting Lou's bike into the back. They ended up parking their bikes on the walk since there's no way I could get them all inside my room. Not Lou's anyway. The others would have fit I think. I did park my bike inside, while the others checked out the hot tub and the little changing rooms. I figured theirs would be. "Only four?" she said. "But what about Barbara, or Monica?" Mom!" I said in mild disgust. "I can't believe your friends tried to set me up with them. Do you know..." I stopped realizing that I was defending what I didn't need to defend. "I never asked to be set up and frankly didn't need the interference." If you've only kissed three girls before," my mother said in her sympathetic voice, "maybe you did need a little help."My father, thankfully, intervened before I said something that I might. "She interrupted him with a question, "That was why you started walking around the house with stocking feet all of sudden?"He just nodded."If you saw all those cues I am surprised I didn't notice you getting depressed about it,"She paused as that phrase reminded her of something, she then continued, "Oh... I did. I was the friend whose relationship you were concerned about?"Again he just nodded.He sighed and said, "I need to know something. Two or three some things actually but first of all."He.