She changed her mind about quick forgiveness when she realized Ronda had talked with her mother—and neither had let her in on the secret.All of her ...wn feelings shattered into thousands of useless, fragmented thoughts; forgotten in an instant when she understood the meaning of the letter. Her skin oozed sweat and every muscle in her body became ready for whatever she would ask them to do, and her heart instantly doubled its pace when she flew off the bed.The clothes from the night before that. It's reserved for Someon special.' she quipsSliding into the seat next to her, He slowly runs His hand up her thigh, leaning closer as if she were showing Him a passage of text. The wicked grin on His face and the almost silent gasp escaping her lips the only minute telltale sign that all was not as it appearto be.Feeling her face flush as He slowly slips His fingers between her thighs, giving her already excited clit a teasing flick, she squirms almost inperceptably to all but him. 'Let's get. The meal was served and an orchestra played. Later, while the desert was being served, the coaches from our teams were asked to stand and address the audience. They poked jabs at each other’s team, all in jest and we were rolling in laughter. The meal was finished and the tables cleared. The orchestra started playing tunes for dancing. ‘Trish,’ I said, ‘would you like to dance?’ ‘I don’t know how to dance.’ She replied. ‘I don’t either. Shall we learn together?’ I stood and extended my hand.. I didn't touch it though, not once, on the whole trip to the house.When we got home, I walked them both to the door at once and did my pseudo goodnight drill. I guess that Mom must have clued Jenny in on this, because it didn't seem to confuse her.They both gave me scorching good night kisses and I took serious liberties with their beautiful asses. When I did say goodnight and walk back toward the car, I had to settle myself down to keep from creaming my slacks, badly.There'd be a big advantage.