For the better, I hope. You'll see.”To add to my confused shyness, she winked at me, most probably knowing it would bamboozle me all the more. She s...re had changed. For the better too, it seemed to me, both physically and mentally. The knock-out girl standing there in the kitchen, flaunting her toned legs was a far cry from the insufferable brat I remembered.“Hey, uh,” she began, hesitating a bit, “without wanting to sound like a bore... Your parents said you needed some help with maths and. I was taken to a swingers party one night, by a guy old enough to be my father. I had met him in a bar called the 'Pineapple' and after an evening discussing sex, he offered, and I accepted.There were six couples, all in the same age range, so I was the baby and immediately the most popular, and the wives and partners of the men were all for their man having a pop at me.So we all introduced ourselves to one another, and I am sure most knew each other from previous meetings, but like I said, an. I think she too wanted to do it but was unsure about what was going to happen. She had to be younger than eighteen but as I sensed her relaxing, I slowly started kissing her chest, eventually moving down her stomach again until I was back down by her pussy again. Looking up at her for acceptance, I asked, “Are you okay?” Taylor nodded and as I felt on her boobs I gently kissed her mound again and spreading her legs slightly, I moved down, kissing the insides of her legs. I wanted her so bad and. "After what you did for me in that hospital, do you have to ask?" I was saving my own ass, too." Maybe so, but I am alive today because of what you did. I'll never forget that. I ... just had a talk with her. Might not have accomplished a thing, but then again, I think that just maybe I did. Time will tell. I hope she calls."The ASAC frowned for a moment, but then his face cleared. "Thanks. I owe you one." No you don't," Whatley interrupted. "You'll never owe me one. Oh, yeah, there is one.