" She spoke in the careless accent of the high schooldropout, Richie liked her voice, the way she talked. Usually."Yeah? I know that?" He might have b...en mollified, she couldn't tell.Pulling a pair of fifties from his pocket, he tossed them carelesslytoward the floor. Her eyes followed the fluttering paper involuntarilyand Richie smiled, knowingly. "Give me the dress," he ordered."What, baby?" she started. But he had already acted to snatch the scrapof fabric from her hands. Taking a white. Aidan purred against her softly, his tongue delving within her, tasting of her willingly until he felt her contractions and heard her muffled scream as she climaxed beneath his mouth, sending a gush of musky fluids against his mouth. Astrid could only breathe- and barely at that, as Aidan slipped up beside her, teasing her nether mouth gently with only his fingertips before kissing her more passionately than before, wordlessly showing her how deeply he wanted her by taking her hand and placing. ”“Go with him, honey,” Harry said to her. “Please.”She sighed and nodded. About an hour later, we showered, individually, then dressed for dinner. I’d brought along one of my sport coats and a nice pair of slacks, plus a good pair of leather loafers. Bethany put on a skirt and blouse, and a jacket that matched the skirt. Once we were dressed, we headed to the country club where we’d been for our very first date.“Do you remember that first time here?” she asked.“How could I forget? I was with. So it worked out perfectly," Angelo explained, "we're both never home anyway, with our busy schedules." With that answer, the two stood in an uncomfortable silence, each waiting for the other to move to the playing area."Um, Angie," Estelle started, "I've never really practiced in front of other people before." Oh, that's not a problem. No one's expecting a performance," Angelo assured her, "they're probably just going to shoot pool or watch television or something; they'll barely even notice.