There were a few awkward questions, some long silences then, she put her arms around me and said, “Sweetie…I need some time with you. There have b...en days that I just wanted to roll around in bed with your little ass…there…it’s out!” we hugged, we kissed then, returned to the table holding hands.Sam wasn’t the prettiest girl in the world but, she was sweet as hell. Like Molly, she wasn’t chubby; I’d call her mildly voluptuous or decently ‘curvy’. Both of them always got a decent share of ‘work’. ? The modern Woman didn't like to just let things grow.? And even though Talia was part hippie, she also had a tiny hint of New York Cosmo Girl in her, with her silly modern art blouses and what not.? On the other hand, she wasn't likely a landing strip sort of Girl either.? No way.? I decided Talia either trims her Vagina with great care, so that it forms a perfect "v."? Or perhaps she trims it in such a way that it becomes a soft, female soul-patch, a nice little tuft if you will.? I wonder. Obviously, you haven't turned off 'bitch mode'," I answered, standing up. "You are never touching him again, bitch," she warned me, getting up. "He put a bun in my oven, so he is mine! You had your chance to be with him and you blew it, so stay the fuck away from him," she made clear, pointing to him. "You will never have sex with me or him ever again. Do you understand?" she asked in a tone, with head out towards me. My head leaned back with my eyelids down slightly and sporting mocking smile.. My face hadn’tdetected any stubble.“So,” I said. “How’s your drink?”“Mmm,” Elaine purred, taking another sip. She leanedforward again. Her breath was moist in my ear. “Ican feel it moving down the insides of my thighs.”She paused and nipped my earlobe. “I’m not sure I’llbe able to sit down at the table.”“There’s always room service,” I reminded her. Herbody remained close to mine, swaying.