What is it?’ ‘It’s Italian, but not just a spaghetti and meatballs place. More coastal southern Italian. Lots of seafood, mostly cooked on a woo...-fired grill.’ ‘Ohhh, sounds awesome. What should I wear?’ ‘Nothing would be my preference, but I don’t think they’ll seat us if you do. It’s not super fancy, but it’s nice. I’ll probably do slacks and a button up shirt.’ ‘OK. I think I have something that will be perfect.’ ‘I’m already fantasizing. I’ll pick you up at 7?’ ‘OK! I’ll see you then. I. .. they all seemed to make you sound ten feet tall or like you should glow in the dark or something and Michelle... to listen to her, you should have a dick that drags on the ground when you walk." I fold it in half." she laughed. "But really, I'm just a man like any other. I'm afraid I don't know of anything extra special about me." Oh, there's special about you, I've already seen that and I think before the next eight weeks are over I will be both jealous of Michelle and probably wishing I. ”Julie took a drink. “Well, I’m not ashamed to say you were right. You know, that first night, I gave him my panties. He earned them. They’re on display in the bedroom.”“He got yours too? I always thought if I ever ran out of underwear, I could just raid Troy’s collection or borrow mine back. And I think it’s safe to say that the woman whose friends went down on her on stage at the bachelor party doesn’t feel shame often.”“Yeah, I can’t argue with that. I really wish I HAD listened to you and. She was busy chatting away with her girlfriend looking over some notes, as I grabbed a coffee and slowly strolled over to their booth.“Good morning, Porsche,” I said.She jumped slightly and I knew I startled her but her eyes flickered with lust as she said: “Good morning, Mr. Jones.”“May I?” I asked referring to the empty seat next to her.She gave me an evil grin and slid over saying, “Please do.”I slid in beside her, letting my left hand stay on the seat between us as my right held my coffee.