I crawled into Brian's bed and quickly fell asleep, replaying my better golf shots in my dreams.The next morning I had dressed for work and was readin... the paper and eating cereal when Brandy walked into the kitchen."Don't think I'm done with you, Stan!" she warned. "I don't know how, or if, you will ever be able to make yesterday up to me. I do think you need to give it some thought. I'll be working a little late tonight, so you can start your penance by fixing your own dinner." No problem,. I told him I lost my cherry to a boy in the back seat of his mother's car and if I was giving my other cherry to Joe, it was going to be a special occasion.After school, Friday I shipped the k**s to my mother's for the weekend. I came home and douched my back door, then took a long hot bubble bath. Joe and I had a romantic candle lit dinner and he was so sweet to bring me roses. I had candles in our bedroom and a new bottle of erotic lube. I was nervous and afraid of a painful evening. Joe saw. I stood up and beckoned him over. He came, slowly and sat down. I took my place on his lap and kissed him. "It's ok," I soothed. "I don't mind. It's just an interesting choice. Do you think of me like that? Do you imagine me with other men?" No!" he answered a little too quickly. "I never think of you like that. It's just...you know...it's...I don't know what it is. Something about it is exciting. Sorry." Good," I said firmly. "Because that is never going to happen. I know what you mean though,. He wanted to prick it as well, but his Assassin' s training told him what he'd done was enough. He moved on to where the prize awaited him. Grabbing her thighs, he pulled them apart, exposing her well maintained hairless pussy to his gaze. Caterina, who'd observed his slitting of her legs with great pleasure, wondered aloud if the slut was getting wet from the ordeal. And she promptly took Ezio's hand, blade and all, into her pussy, secretly wishing he'd impale her on his blade. This did not.