"No, my stumble was a accident. Do you know what an accident is? Besides, what were you doing standing so close anyway?" Now a drizzle of sweat was ro...ling down my back and I could feel the precious cool air of the cab coming out the back door. Michael reached for the door to help me, and asked if he could share my cab since he was meeting a college friend for dinner near the Staples Center. "Share my cab?" I asked incredulously. "I doubt it." "Maggie, we're adults; nothing was meant by any of. Her dad had passed away and then her mom. There was nothing left for her in Junction City, Kansas. She had liked her new life of dating, drinking, dancing. She was a virgin. As her mom told her, "It's your one bargaining chip, don't give it away." She had endured many back seat wrestling matches but had held out. She had learned how to put up a good fight. As Miss Junction City, she would come to need that skill. One by one, her virgin friends fell, but she held out. Her apartment neighbor,. Her soft hands continued exploring his body, sliding over his ass cheeks, making them tighten with involuntary spasms of bliss. ‘Do you like that, my darling?’ she asked. ‘Uh-huh!’ Peter replied. His cock had arisen again, and was pressing against her belly. Bonnie rolled atop him, trapping his erection between us. ‘You are insatiable, aren’t you?’ she said. ‘So are you,’ Peter gasped. ‘I know, isn’t it fabulous?’ Bonnie said. She began moving her hips, caressing his shaft with her warm, wet. I’ll try to organize a ticket for you. Just give the doorwoman your name and she’ll find you on her list. When you see me, come over to say ‘hello’. It’s a classy joint, the dress code is evening attire.” Natalie nodded. It would be interesting to meet Bebe’s colleagues and she wouldn’t say no to free drinks and finger food… Friday evening around 8pm Natalie presented herself at the door of ‘The Scarlett Room’, an unassuming entrance down an alley on the side of an old building in downtown.