I was wearing a t-shirt,my jean my underwear and my shoesHe was wearing the same too.He brought 2 beers.We start to drink and talk about various thing....Of course conversation went to sex too.I asked him if he had any girlfriend.He said he didn't but occasionaly he was pay for a prostitute to fuckI told him im single too.been on and off with relationships.Then i asked him how he feels about me and if he would have sex with a guyHe said he had never had sex with a guy as he prefers women! I said. Argie's large, voluptuous breasts sagged slightly under their own weight. Her nipples were large, brown, and her areoles covered most of the tips of her breasts. She turned slowly around as she regained her composure. She was beginning to feel more in control."Like what you see, boys and girls?" she said defiantly. With that, she gave her full breasts a shimmy. A cheer went up from the group.Acknowledging the faint praise, Argie hiked her skirt up before kneeling again. And without seeming to. Sorry. Yes, I am. She is Fiona Prentiss.”“Prentiss? The sociology graduate that you mentioned? But she is so much older than you!”“So? What has that got to do with the price of cheese in Oxford?”Tom goggled at the question, then realised it was rhetorical, to point out the irrelevance of his own question. “I see. Age does not matter to either of you?”Reg explained, “Tom, the difference is minor in the long run. Fiona wants to be happy and believes that I can help her to be happy. I believe it. They returned to the hotel and hechanged back into a dress. She told him tomorrow they would getmarried. The next morning he was sleeping, but she was so excited she wasup early making arrangements for the wedding. She returned to theroom and woke him, telling him he had to get ready, that they weregetting married at noon. He got dressed and she sent him down to the hotel's beautyparlor, telling him they already knew what to do. When he exitedthe beauty parlor he had long false nails.