At the scenic lookout, I parked to enjoy the view and consider the evening. I hadn’t been on a conventional date in years, but I thought I had every...hing squared away. I was nervous. Can you believe it? I told myself it was a good thing and that I should embrace it.I pulled into the driveway, parked near the front door and took the steps two at a time, ringing the bell at two minutes to seven. When Amanda answered, I offered her the third bouquet of flowers I’d purchased, tulips. Amanda gave me. She grinned the grin that says “Can we?”. By the time he came back downstairs, she was kneeling over me on the couch, skillfully rolling her tongue around the end of my penis while I babbled something about inviting him to join us or something – I can’t remember exactly what I said because he agreed inside 2 seconds.From this point on, my memory is jumbled. A highlight reel of joyous abandon and giggling depravities. We undress her. I watch her beguile his cock, watch him eat her out. I get so. Yet as enticing as she was and as ready as his cock was, his mind was still on the hot redhead about to spread herself out on her Mom's car. Fuck, that really IS kinky, he thought."Yeah, you look great, Cathy, but it's not gonna mean jack shit if I let my bike fall apart, and I have an accident," said Richie. "And there's too many ways to hurt the family jewels on a bike. Want that to happen to me?"Cathy gasped, eyes wide, and shook her head."All right, what shit are you trying to pull?". As it was he started to walk toward the end of the clearing towards the moon and I hurried to follow glad that Varden was beside me. A small hill was at the far end now visible as we came closer and into the side was a doorway and window, a small chimney issued out a lazy wisp of smoke. Diarmuid opened the door and allowed me to step inside, just as my breath was taken away, the walls were covered with wood beautifully kept, the shine reflecting the glow from the fire. The furniture though.