"Couldn't you learn to love me... ?"Facing him, again, she said, "Y-Yes... maybe... but we can't... well, you know... we couldn't do it... before we....." Before we get married... ?" He finished her unspoken sentence."Yes..." ... But... if we were sure... ?" How could we ever be sure?" she asked."God, Dottie! I've loved you for months... already... ever since you came to school the first day after you moved here!"His confession of love for her came from a youthful heart, a heart brimming over. " Call you tomorrow?" I'd like that. Thank you for a lovely evening." The pleasure was entirely mine. Good night."I waited till she'd closed the inner door of her brownstone apartment building, and then I strode home, feeling pretty proud of myself.Bill Speaks:It was about seven o'clock when we finished clearing away the dishes - Inger and I made a casserole - when she said, "I wonder how your father's date is going." I wondered, too. What I was wondering more about was Inger. How could she be. “it is amazing. It is just the best. When I lick a pussy, I feel so good. And when a girl sucks the cock, she feels so erotic.”At this, she snapped, “no, no, stop here.” I stopped. But I was smiling at her and she knew the matter was not over. “Do you want to do it?” I blatantly asked. She looked at me and I simply said, “I don’t want to offend you, but if you want it there is nothing wrong in it.”She was silent and next moment I remember, we were in room and I had taken off her clothes and she. Are Romeo and Tybalt related?”“Yes, they are cousins, right?”“Wrong. Carl, spin the wheel!”The wheel landed on ‘shirt’, so Peter took his top off, leaving him wearing pants and a ribbed undershirt. “Miss Brown. What is Tybalt’s relationship to Juliet’s father?”“Is he his cousin?” Eloise knew that Tybalt was Juliet’s cousin, but she was too nervous to work out that this made him her father’s nephew. The wheel spun again, and landed on ‘panties’. So Carl spun the wheel again, and this time it.