"Only four?" she said. "But what about Barbara, or Monica?" Mom!" I said in mild disgust. "I can't believe your friends tried to set me up with them. ...o you know..." I stopped realizing that I was defending what I didn't need to defend. "I never asked to be set up and frankly didn't need the interference." If you've only kissed three girls before," my mother said in her sympathetic voice, "maybe you did need a little help."My father, thankfully, intervened before I said something that I might. He’d rather not be stashed away in the basement, but he had a feeling his patience would be rewarded. Jamie opened the drawer she and Mathew had arranged and stocked just for this occasion. Amy’s eyes seemed larger. “Oh, wow. Sam and I have a dildo and a vibrator or two, but nothing like this.” She picked up one of the items, “What’s this for?” “That’s one my special collars. The strap goes down my back so Mathew can secure my handcuffs to the loop at the end. Very hot. Know what these are?”. Whatever the reason, he couldn’t deny her request and for the first time since he’d seen her picture on her profile, he was looking at her. Her hair had been pulled into a complicated top knot that only women knew how to do. That night she’d been wearing her glasses, an occasion that didn’t happen too often, he soon found out. He liked to tease her that she was too vain to wear her glasses in front of people. Sure, they’d been kind of thick but that hadn’t changed her sex appeal in one bit.. Rick didn't pay them any attention. His attention was concentrated on my tits and face, then- between my legs. The cast was an obstacle to Rick. I had to tell him what to do with it. As a whole, the fucking was good but during it, I was thinking about Steven. Somehow, Rick understood. Before he left, he faced me and said:"I hope to keep friends with you, Tiffany." I hope too, Rick," I said and kissed him.I felt guilty. I wanted to be with Steven. Where is he now? Why isn't he calling?I visited.