" You dated him in high school, didn't you?" Yes, but he wasn't my boyfriend. My best friend Kate Mitchell was going steady with his best friend David...Bradshaw. Kate and Dave kept dragging Kyle and me on dates with them. I went out with him four or five times. He and I were never anything more than friends and not very close friends at that. You are the only man I love. Before you found out about this, did you ever doubt that I loved you?" Kate said."No, but is that because I was a fool?"Kate. I suggested that if she wants to take him home and let him fuck her then next time she goes to the loo take her thongs off to let him know she wants him. he came back and we had some more drinks then my wife went to the loo. after she came back it wasnt long before his hand was up her skirt again i saw a smile on his face and he went mmmmm as she gave out a little gasp. i then knew she was naked under her skirt, just to confirm it she pulled her small panties out of her bag and gave them to him. " Jeanette stood up, "Come with me," and she walked toward the bathroom. Hank followed. "Take off your shirt," she said. Hank obeyed, while Jeanette retrieved a large plastic bottle from her bag on the counter. "This is for the hair," she said while pouring some of the liquid from the bottle on her hand and rubbing it over his chest and arms. "I need to step out for about 30 or 40 minutes. You take off your pants and underwear and rub this stuff all over your legs. Make sure. The dance floor not exactly being my regular comfort zone (but then again, neither was a swingers club in Rome), I was pleasantly surprised with how well I had performed, or maybe that last gin had obliterated every sense of observation I had left. Who knows?Before I had the time and courage to ask the girl in green to join me in the next room, my favourite stranger had returned from out of nowhere, asking me (from what I gathered from her body language) to join her again where we once were. I.