?Melisande, but call me Mel. Have they hurt you much yet???No. They said they were waiting for a special occasion,? Chesna replied unhappily. She stru...gled a little, but made no impact on the leather straps and chains that bound her.?I’m sorry if I am that special occasion.? She peered closer. ?Are you an elf???Technically yes,? Chesna replied. ?You wouldn’t believe the truth.??Try me?I’ve got nothing better to do,? Mel said grimly.?Well, I’m actually a demi-goddess who has no believers. Or. " I explained. "You have to be 21 to drink alcohol in Virginia." But I just ordered a beer." She exclaimed, her temper rising. "Beer isn't alcohol."The waitress made the mistake of answering. "It is in Virginia."Isidora's Slavic temper exploded and the conversation go louder. "That's stupid! Beer is not alcohol, and I've been drinking beer since I was six."I laughed and made things worse.Isidora glared at me. "I looked it up. I'm eighteen. We can get married anytime. Is it the law that I can be. I was never the jealous type and this is the second time that I felt it being with her. I needed to come to grips with my thoughts. It was just suppose to be a date but felt like so much more.At dinner Vicky said she had a confession she needed to make. It caught me a bit off guard. "Buddy, I told you that I was coming to the play with one of my girlfriends: that wasn't true. It was actually a male friend. It is true that he had seen the opera before. I wanted to go with you and called him to. Coming back from the kitchen Jerry took my wrist and pulled me to him. He spread his legs and had me sit between them. Wrapping his arms around me he looked over my shoulder at the pictures. As I took a drink he moved his hand down to my dick. His hand was cool and felt good. He slowly moved it up and down as I turned the pages. I felt the coolness of my precum as he rubbed it around the head of my dick. After a few minutes he had me turn and lay across him. Pushing my legs apart he rubbed and.