“No,” I replied, ‘You’re in good standing,”I could sense that April was nervous.“You’re married,” I noted.“Yes,” April replied.“...nd you see no problem with walking into the men’s shower room?” I asked.“No,” April replied. “I just wanted to make sure you knew the security code.”“You could have just written it down and left it on a sticky on my desk,” I replied.“I know,” April replied.“So why didn’t you?” I asked.“I don’t know,” April replied. “I guess….”Her voice trailed off.“You really had no. I kneel on the cushion placed strategically on the dance floor, the guests all form a circle around me as my target approaches. He's a big unit too, not so much fat but stocky and butch. As we make eye contact I give him the "your a pop star" look. Then cool as a cucumber he drops his shorts steps out of them with one leg kicks them in the air with the other, catches them and throws them to one of his mates in the crowd. It made the moment, everyone laughed and cheered, it really set the mood.. Her lips are full, rehearsed by a subtle shade of red. I want to kiss the pink the cold (or something else ?) put on her cheeks. But the best feature is her eyes. At times, they're like stargazing at a deep corner of her mind, at others they sparkle with mischief, fondness, curiosity, even desire maybe.I love this soul I found in a place I did not expect. She helped me realize I had lost the ability to feel, to care, and now it's coming back, like a severed limb growing again. I must confess. Doug asked her directly if she was ready to do it. She smiled nervously and said yes, with a little giggle in her voice. (Thank fuck for that I thought). So I said I would leave them to it, and walked out and closed the door.I quickly made my way to the bedroom to listen on the intercom. (By the way, Doug didn't know about the intercom). It was clear something was happening as there wasn't any talking. I could hear kissing sounds and some heavy breathing. He told her she had lovely tits and she.