He held her chair out for her at the small table overlooking the golf course with the mountains in the background. As she sat down, he helped her with...moving the chair towards the table and said, “Can I get the lady a glass of wine?” “Oh yes, that would be lovely, white please.”I of course had to fend for myself, and was feeling a little like chopped liver and then thought to myself, ‘you lucky shit, look at this gorgeous woman you’re with and she’s talking to me like we’ve been together for. “Is that what you’re wondering?” Amy knew she was sprung, although it wasn’t a conscious idea that she came to their place with, she did wonder what the other side was like. “I didn’t want to pry, I mean …” again Amy had trouble spitting out the words. “I’ve kissed another girl before, but never,” her answer sounded like a poor excuse and it echoed in Amy’s mind.“Oh your not prying, everyone gets a little curious now and then,” offered Jessie, her voice warm and inviting. “Mel and I certainly. We went down one deck and began our search for another pirate. This one was a man who was taking his job a little more seriously. He was smoking a cigarette, and that did make it easier for us to find him. We saw him walking toward us, and we decided to use the same plan that had worked so well just a few minutes ago. The difference was that this time Liz would be the bait, and I would be the attacker with the club. We didn't want to shoot at this point because we were trying to keep down the. I just froze there. I lost my breath. My eyes where lit... That was it... Just across the street, second floor...Tall, lean, fit, ripped body, very long almost curly natural black hair sitting in a low armchair in front of a laptop shedding a cool white light on, almost like a spotlight in an otherwise dark room... A sight to behold. I was so engrossed... My jaw dropped. I was a an uninvited spectator in such an intimate moment of self giving pleasure. I felt dirty and a bit embarrassed... But.