" Mike batted her hand away. "Fucking amateur.", he hissed. Sabrina opted for keeping her hand on his thigh to steady herself. She could feel his heat...as she grew near. Mike was a swimmer, with a swimmer's build. In addition to frequent showers, he was meticulous about shaving. Everywhere. He had the classic handsome features that women were drawn to, and he knew it. Sabrina was quite good at reading Mike's body language and could keep him right on the edge for as long as she liked which was. He asked if young Sammy would join him at his room for lunch.It was sunny outside, just after noon. The bed took up most of the room and was pushed up against the only window. No curtain or shade adorned the window. Like the twink’s cock, the window was naked.Sammy was perched, somewhat up on a pillow, and through the window, he could see the action and hear the sounds of the city below. The sunshine lit up the room completely and cut a line across Sammy’s smooth midriff.“You know, sugar – I. ”Jason looked at me, silently, for a moment. When he finally spoke, he simply said, “That’s awfully naughty.”He paid the bill, and we left. Once in the car, he said, “I think we need to take a detour on the way to dessert, Sabrina.”“I’m sorry about not wearing panties. If you would rather just take me home, I’d understand,” I said sadly.He shook his head and kept driving. We pulled up into a secluded area, and I thought perhaps he wanted to make out. Score one for me!“Get out of the car,. I just wanted her cheered up, willing to date again.’ Typically, I’m not a snoop but I decided to pick up the other extension. ‘But I did like her. I mean I do. What is so wrong with me asking her out again?’ A familiar male’s voice asked. ‘She’s not your type. I mean, she’s just not what you’re looking for.’ ‘How do you even know what I’m looking for. She’s amazing, you know that. Amazing is my type.’ It was Cooper. ‘She’s not gonna put out Coop. I’m not even going to barely let you take.