But when I avoid their stares and show no interest, they get the hint and go back to their own conversation.Just as my second Chardonnay arrives, some...ne new sits down at the other end of the bar. From my spot, I have a clear view of her. In any case, I couldn't help but notice her. She's the type of woman that always draws my attention - attractive and feminine, conservatively well-dressed, professional-looking, not the type the average person would expect to see in a gay bar (another. I made my mind up, I gave her tits a final fondle and kiss."I'll take you home now," I said."Yeah, thanks," she replied, she seemed a bit shocked at what had happened and was grateful I was taking her home. She also mellowed her attitude towards my friends, although things between her and my flatmate Tony were still a little strained. Tony didn't help any of course, he would continue to be coarse in front of her, but that's Tony.I was still persona non-gratis as far as her parents were. Tell her I'll be down in a fewminutes."After Aunt Agnes left, Taylor quickly brushed his hair out of his faceand brushed his teeth, before heading down to the foyer, where Emilywas sitting on the small bench near the door."Good morning!" Taylor said, coming down the stairs."Taylor! Your aunt didn't just wake you up, did she?" Emily asked, aschipper as ever.Taylor wondered how someone could be that happy at that time of themorning."Sorta," Taylor yawned."Someone's a night owl, sounds like. Tate asked her what she thought and my mom said, I always wanted a little girl and guess it turns out I did have one. We finished eating with very little talk. His mom and dad chatted about work and a big trip he had coming up. We sat there after eating and Mrs. Tate said you boys are free to go up to your room if you wish. His dad said at least I don’t have to worry about this little faggot getting pregnant and having to pay you out of that shit. I was blown away by this comment. Mrs. Tate.