In fact, hadn’t she used Gary’s almost certain rejection of her as her excuse to return to Greg’s bed? Gary looked at Julie, expecting some reac...ion or response, some sign that she agreed. Julie didn’t know what to say. She nodded mutely. Gary seemed to accept that as her concurrence. ‘So…’ he continued, ‘I was thinking about, you know, something to help us. Some sort of… counseling or…’ He shrugged, not looking at her. Julie blinked. She still couldn’t believe her ears. It was bad enough Gary. Then with his free hand he unzipped his jeans and pulled them off. He wasn't wearing shorts. Their naked bodies met with an electric shock that made Jodie moan. He rolled fully onto her and started using his knees to pry her thighs apart. Sobbing, she pushed at his shoulders."Oh, Dane, no!" she wept. "Don't do this! It's wrong, honey, we mustn't do it!"But Dane was a male and a teenager, and he was being guided entirely by his achingly full balls and nearly-exploding cock. His brain was on. "Might have worked," she said as she tapped one immaculately manicured finger against her cheek while looking up at me. "But with that dress I highly doubt any alcohol would have been necessary." You don't understand," I almost begged. "I just wanted to tell him thank you!" And if during this pronouncement of thanks you ended up on your back... ?" I wouldn't..." I started but couldn't continue. I would have been lying and she knew it."Why not?" she smiled. "That is exactly where I ended up and. Wow. He greeted me, guiding me along. We passed a motorcycle and I actually stopped and looked it over. I knew from watching television that it was a ‘chopper’. It looked like a rolling sculpture. bright orange, yellow, and gleaming chrome. It also looked very expensive. ‘Nice, isn’t it’ he said, with a grin. ‘It’s beautiful. You know, I’ve never ridden on a motorcycle.’ ‘Really? I’ll see if I can find someone to give you a ride.’ I shuddered. ‘No, no, I’m afraid I’d be too scared to be a good.