" Dom stood for a moment, lost for words. It was late, and he was tired, but he wanted to stay with her longer. Lani made him feel . . . happy? he won...ered. Something about her had a calming, soothing effect, and he wasn't quite ready for it to end. He searched for a solution, found it when a car whooshed by and honked a horn. "Let's take a cab together," he said. "My treat." "No, that's okay." She shook her head. "You probably need to get back and sleep and have practice or something and—". His manhood pronounced like the spike of a turn style. He started to lower her onto his tip. Sarah was lucid enough to chastise him. “NO! Not till we are in bed. Wash her. Not Fuck” He smirked apologetically, kept her smashed into the wall and kissed Rachael for the first time. She accepted with a cringe, but was surprised to find his tongue tasted a little soapy-bitter. Lavender and vanilla. Mixed with something greasy, thick but not foul, had coated his tongue. They kissed for several. I held her stare for a second longer than was polite but I couldn't pull my eyes from hers — and when I did, she was the one reddening with embarrassment, pretending to focus on steaming the milk.I moved to my usual table and admired her with new found bravado: my crush on Marissa was lustful and fanciful, and I thought only one sided — but with the blush still evident on her cheeks and a smile not quite across her lips, she dared to flick a glance or two my way when she thought I wasn't. She wanted to watch a girly flick so I thought well if this keeps her happy and this means that I at the very least get to kiss this girl at the end of the night then I will put up with it! I poured us some wine, dimmed the lights and we watched the movie. The physical space between us on the sofa was slowly narrowing and before long she had cuddled up to me and I was subtly stroking her lovely gorgeous brunette and medium length mousy/brunette hair. I was hoping she would not ask for.