She was lapping it up, basking in the unfamiliar attention. About four drinks later, she was suitably sozzled. Her friends had long gone on to another...pub, leaving us to it. The first part of my plan had gone perfectly. She was unsteady on her feet now, her 3 inch high heels difficult to walk in. I put a gentle arm around her to steady her and moved in for a kiss. A passionate french kiss. She responded hungrily and I could feel her heart racing and imagined her pussy getting lovely and wet. Oh. Not trying to get me drunk... Jeez! How long have you been here?" I ask, wondering why I hadn't seen her earlier."Most of the night," she says, pushing an errant lock behind her ear. "I saw you outside with your friend earlier. I didn't know you were good at playing the guitar, Matt." Ah, we were just messing around," I reply, surprised by her familiarity. I don't recall having met. "Maybe next time, you could join us?"I gulp back some of my drink as I search her face, trying to work out who. Remember, you have to catch Terry first, but Terry’swearing high heels, so that should be a snap. You looklike you’re in seventh heaven, Ralph.” He was gazing atTerry’s ass while she spoke, and he didn’t acknowledgeher when she left the room.“Hi Terry,” he said. “I’ll try to make this easy onyou.” No I won’t, he thought. This is my one chance, andI’m going to pound that ass into a pulp. Terry lookednervous and didn’t. " She chuckled a bit and went on, "He didn't have much control the first time I put my hands on his dick." You don't seem to be very worried about this. He's fifteen! You could go to jail." Anne, have you looked at your son lately? He's gorgeous. When school starts up again, he's going to have girls drooling on him, and throwing their panties at him. The first time he took his shirt off, I dropped the glass of iced tea I was bringing him. I couldn't help myself. Having ... that ... so close was.