“Allyson, would you like to dance?” “Yes, I’d like that.” Mark extended his hand and we walked to the dance floor. He held me and we dance... a slow dance. He leaned in and gave me a kiss. We shared a deep and passionate kiss. Our tongues were dancing in each other’s mouths. He had his hands on my ass and while we were dancing close, I could feel that he was hard in his pants. I was really liking him and was hoping maybe later we would hook up. Once we got back to the area where Rachael and. They ate rather quickly, minor comments here and there but all of them were in a hurry to get to the main event back at home. Lauren didn’t seem to mind the added sauce to her dinner, in fact whenever she took a bite she made sure Jack was watching. Once their plates were out of the way and the check was brought over, the inevitable question arose from their waitress. “I don’t mean to pry but…” She stammered out, trying to muster up the courage to ask. “Do you always do stuff like this at. Everything Kay had done with Joe was like nothing she’d ever done or ever imagined herself doing. Kay always considered herself a well-mannered woman. She couldn’t call herself “good” for the fact that she was always filled with naughty thoughts and fantasies. She considered herself well-mannered with good self-control because she never acted on her naughty thoughts. The number of men she’d been with was equal to the number cocks a man has- one. The number she’d fantasized about though, oh. She was sitting on the couch with her legs on top of my knees reading something and I was sipping the coffee and let my mind wonder. I knew in a few weeks I would be getting on a plane and heading over to Korea for a year at least and was pondering that fact.She must have looked over at me and noticed I was deep in thought and she said, “ok, what is wrong?” I came back to the real world and said, “what?” She looked at me and said, “I could tell you were very deep in thought about something,.