Was it her mussed up hair? Or, maybe it was the pleased look on her face. No. It wasn’t her hair or broad smile. Was Ritu walking a little different...y? Was she slightly bow legged? Then it hit her. Her friend Ritu must have done the same thing she had just done and she was sore too. They had grown up together, attended the same school, played on the same team, and now, both had lost their cherries at about the same time on the same day on the same island in America. Jay and Ritu joined Rick. Since Veronica and Damien had moved in together four months ago they had sex every single day, sometimes three and four times. In their bed, in their shower, on their couch, on their kitchen counter – the list was endless. After what felt like forever, he finally arrived, tired and aloof after a five-hour drive back to Toronto from Montreal. She didn’t even wait for him to take his coat off before she jumped on him, arms and legs wrapped around him. “I’m tired baby”, was all he managed to say. Eve sidled up to me and put her arms around my neck. "Am I a crazy city broad?"I grinned. "Yes but you're very cuddly, too." I gave her a kiss. She kissed me back easing her body against mine in full contact. We were both grinning when we came up for air.We got inside and I left the ladies to clean up and change. I went outside followed by Todd. He was looking at me curiously. I said, "I need to check the gas on the generator." He nodded and helped me refill the tank.He said, "What are you. ’ She looked at her boyfriend. ‘He’s so good, Cyril, you wouldn’t believe! That prick of his just feels so right!’ She paused while Cyril continued watching the television as it reviewed naturism and recent amendments to Motoring regulations. ‘You don’t mind sleeping in the spare bedroom tonight, do you, Cyril?’ His eyes continued to focus on the film of a motorcyclist wearing what was considered the legal minimum quantity of clothes, covering head, chest and limbs, but left the crotch.