There was a bar, and as was stylish at the time, there was a large spool table with chairs around it in the center of the room and all in all, it was ...ort of a bachelor pad/party room. There were two more floors above the converted garage, but no one was living in the apartment at the time so the rooms were empty with no furniture and no particular reason for anyone to be up there, and so the party was confined to the tavern, other than occasional trips up the stairs to the bathroom on the next. "I don't have time," she said with a sexy sigh."We'll plan it out." Let's talk about someone else. Let's talk about you."As she got him to talk about school and wrestling and how her mother was, the result she wanted was happening. As he chatted away, one of his fingers slid inside her cunny, up and out. Distracted, he continued stroking her, pinching her labia, slipping a second finger inside and stroking. Her love juices made his fingers slipperier. Her strokes on his club became stronger and. With this excitement she began to spread her legs and hike up her short skirt. She never wears panties to this day starting way back when. Jim's freehand slowly crept from her breasts to her belly and underneath the front of her short skirt. She began to stop him before things got a little out of hand. But he assured her that even if his girlfriend woke up she would enjoy the show and perhaps even help out a little bit. As his fingers worked her pussy and her legs spread even more, Jim asked if. "Patti grinned. "I guess you are right Jay. I can't picture either Ashley or Amy saying that." Patti honey, I really don't deal with smart women well, but I'm crazy for you."Patti kissed me. "Well Jay, I'm pretty hung up on you as well. I'm not sure how you managed it."We kissed again for another 10 minutes."Jay honey, what was your first clue that I wasn't dumb." Oh Patti, you may not believe it, but I knew something was different about you as soon as my cock entered your pussy."Patti blushed..