“Lose the panties” Ross spoke softly and took his hand off his cock… it was becoming way too over sensitive… he wanted this one to last. Adèl... glanced up and made eye contact with Ross, and never broke it as she slid her panties over her ass and down her legs. She slipped off her heels and stepped out of her panties. Just about to lay the flimsy undergarment on top of her other clothes, her eyes widened as she saw Ross’s hand reach out. Embarrassingly she placed the lacy panties into his hands…. . I ... uh ... she is my girlfriend, so I mean, I would think of her that way."They're going to kill me and it's going to be messy."Well, it's what she wants and if it's what you also want, then, knowing that the two of you are going to be alone most afternoons, we're pretty sure that, sooner or later, you two are going to have sex." Well, I mean ... um..." So, we want to have you two begin having sex tonight."I know it isn't a dream. I know I am sitting in their living room. I know Anna is. ”“Ah. I thought maybe Danny had fucked me to death. My god, that was good.”I walked over to the bed and knelt down beside her, shoulder to shoulder with Ann. “Are you alright?” I asked.“Oh, hell yes. I’ve never had anything like that before. Never had anyone so deep or felt so vulnerable. You gave me exactly what I wanted.”“Think you could fuck me unconscious?” Ann asked me quietly.“I’d like to try. Give me a facing position so I can see the whites of your eyes, feel your breasts, kiss you.”. Oh, and One last tip: make sure you use a pencil. Wouldn't want you regretting your changes."You smirk disbelievingly as you read the note...but there is a pencil sitting right next to it. What's the harm in trying it out? You open the book to the first page, scrawling the name of the coffee shop across the top of it. You ponder for a moment, wondering what to write, before spotting the cute, redheaded barista working behind the counter. You put pencil to paper."Old Rule: The dress code.