I was scared she was going to tell my parents. Iwas even more worried about what she thought of me… Iwas sick about it and didn’t rub agai...st my sheets forseveral days… totally embarrassed. She never let on to anything after that morning that Iknow she saw me. I tried to avoid her as much aspossible… staying in my room to do homework. My onlyreal contact with her for those next several days wasat the dinner table and I purposely didn’t want to makeeye contact.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chris made love to Jill twice more that Monday night before heading home and leaving Jill and me alone. And it was only then that Jill and I finally had the conversation which maybe we should have had at the weekend. But no matter, at least we were now talking about all the things we needed to talk about.This was such an important moment for us that in sharing our story we want to share it from both my viewpoint and also Jill’s.Before I hand the. What ever came over me at that moment, I’ll never know, but whatever it was, it changed the rest of my life. I stood up and pulled her hands towards me, allowing the bra to fall to the floor at our feet. A look of panic filled her face and she made as if to bend down ad pick it up again but I put my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me and kissed her, a hard passionate kiss that stopped her in her tracks. For a second or two she didn’t respond but then I felt her relax and she put. The music was loud but not quite so overpowering that you couldn’t talk. That was a plus. There was a mirrored disco ball hanging from the ceiling and subtly changing light schemes, in bright colors as would suit the holidays, alternately reflected off it as it slowly revolved.Bill walked slowly around the big room taking in the sites. ‘I’m Your Boogie Man’ by KC & The Sunshine Band blared out of the big rented PA speakers as dancers made their way onto the floor.Bill continued his slow easy.