As I neared the edge of the park, I realized that my path had taken me past the edge of one of the numerous gardens in the grass that the city planted...and maintained. There on the edge was a huge rose bush. On the bush was a beautiful red rose on a very long stem. It was dark crimson red and smelled wonderful. I looked down at the label, it was "Mr. Lincoln". It was a show stopper. Even though it was fall, I drove to a garden center and bought a potted "Mr. Lincoln" to take home with me. At this point, he was beginning to wonder justexactly what she had planned.Barb had always pretty much taken the dominant role in theirrelationship, at least the sexual side of things. Jim had never beendisappointed with anything Barb had suggested. Sometimes though hethought Barb had pretty "out there" ideas. Joining the club had been her idea and thus far he had to admit thathe had truly enjoyed every meeting. This one was turning out to bequite a trip already.All of which leads up to how. You'll get used to the burning soon enough. We'll have to get Carl to make us Long Island Iced Tea's when he gets done cooking. They're really good too! Do you need a drink Nick?" Olivia asked glancing over in his direction. He was sitting there nervously watching them. He kept glancing back and forth between them, but his eyes lingered on her the most. It was like he was making up his mind on something."Yeah, I could use one I think. Are you girls drinking alcohol?" Yup, why don't you help me. She laughed and said, “You will still be a virgin silly, you will just know how to get off.” She said, “I tell you what, just watch me for a few minutes, and if you want to try I will show you.” She went to her drawer and pulled something out. I knew from all the talk I had heard at my school it was a vibrator. My eyes about bugged out of my head as she slid her top over her head and unfastened her bra. She was tan everywhere. No lines. I wondered if she tanned in the nude. She started by.