Leslie knew that she’d be taking her up on that and likely very soon. Later that evening, after a very light meal, Leslie found herself on her terra...e once more, enjoying her newfound joy and watching the lights of the city. A glass of wine in her hand, she felt peace and the turmoil that had been her marriage was slowly ebbing away. A sense of bliss was coming over her and she knew that she deserved to be happy. She was about to pour herself a second glass of wine when she heard someone. "Yeah, so did I," Scooter admitted. "Me too," I added. "Didn't I tell you guys it was great?" Paul said, reminding everyone he had done it two years before. "Did you get to pop their cherries?" "Yeah, I took her cherry," Joey said looking at me apologetically. I winked at Joey then said, "and I took her other one. And don't forget we both took the twin's." "Twin's?" Scooter said. "What do you mean you took her other one?" Mick asked. "Shit. You didn't really fuck her up the butt, did you?" Paul. Cars swerved out of the way, horns blaring, while I looked back. The other police walker was sprawled on its back, and I caught a faint glimpse of Torg and Tesla getting into the cockpit. I hoped, prayed even, that Torg was as bad at piloting as he was at everything else. But then the police walker seemed to spring up to its feet and took after us, running with a loping, graceful stride. I swore.“Ah hell,” I snarled. I looked at my revolver, then leaned around the cab, one hand bracing against. Then she woke me up saying that her parents would come back soon. We had another round of sex quickly before I left from her place. That was nice experience and she told me later that she felt good too. She thanked me a lot for the same for which I said pleasure is mine. We happened to meet again after few days when her parents went out of town. She texted me time to bring beer home along with a wink. That made me understand what she really meant. This time I picked up safety precaution while I.