Turned out she was wearing only a bra.She was small-breasted, as I already had known, but I hadn't expected to see her down to skirt and bra in my apa...tment so soon after our first meeting only three days back."Can I get you a glass of wine?" I said."If this makes you nervous or something, you could lend me a T-shirt," she said."I'll get one for you, in case you want to wear it," I said, smiling, "but don't wear it on my account."I brought her the T-shirt, and the glass of wine she hadn't. We all wentto our rooms and slept that night and when I got up in the morning I noticeddried crusty cum stains on my boobs. I was so tired I had forgotten to wipethem clean after sex, but the next morning before my Girlfriend got up I wipedthem clean in the bathroom. Well, I'll be careful next time if we should haveanother orgy. Can't let this sort of thing go on, as it would ruin myreputation.I went back to bed and awoke latter to find my girlfriend up and out of thebedroom. Looking for my. Unfortunately, Landry’s was in the next town over, but there was a local restaurant, called ‘Pier 51’, that served fantastic seafood.I turned up Highway 51, heading for Pier 51. Maria realized that we were not going home, and was giving me funny looks. Not wanting to spring the surprise just then, I tried to avoid eye contact.We pulled into the Pier 51 parking lot, parked, then I got out and rushed around to open Maria’s door.We were both still dressed for work, but the owner was a good client. “Oh it’s stupid…I went over to see Lawrence a few days ago and he’s all dogging on Beth about getting fat and I went off on him and told him to leave her alone. The girl’s twelve for crying out loud, ya’know? I mean don’t give her a fucking complex! And of course he goes and tells little-miss-perfect about it and she tells him I can’t come over no more because I’m trying to tell them how to raise their c***d. They’re not even married…it’s not his daughter…and technically he’s still my.