But one good thing was that she stopped crying. I knew it was getting late for her.So I just held her and told her not to worry and just focus on the ...ood people around her. And all of a sudden she started crying. I felt bad for making it worse.Me: I am really sorry. I made it worseShe: That’s okay. I am used to itMe: Nobody should be used to crying.She just had a little smile on her face.Me: Let me drop you. It’s already late.She: Yeah, thanks.She asked for my phone to call her home.. ”“Really?” I teased; I didn’t want James to know that I knew everything already.“Yes, really,” Christy smiled, “I took all my clothes off in front of him this afternoon.”“Nice ass!” I joked, “Doesn’t she have a nice ass, James?”“Yes she does,” James smiled and Christy playfully slapped his arm again.“You two and my ass!” Christy joked.“She has nice tits as well, doesn’t she James?” I teased.“Gary!” Christy playfully shouted, “Stop embarrassing him.”“I’m sorry James, I didn’t mean to embarrass. Hottie: what do you mean by anyone?Myself: I mean, even if I get a chance to have sex with someone else, I will do romance, I will kiss, eat her saliva, suck her boobs, lick her armpits, pussy , her toes, her legs, each and every inch of her body but I will not have sex with them.Hottie: I don’t trust you or any male who would say no to sex when girl asks for it.Myself: I will say no to any beauty.Hottie: I challenge no men will do it.Myself: try me.Hottie: She was little hesitant.Myself: you. "That was much better," Kate said once we had finished the attempt."Take five minutes."I sighed in relief and walked over to the bench where my water bottlewas. Uncapping it, I took a long drink and then I sat down. I didn'trealize that the choreography would be so intense. When Kate had workedwith me before my first concert the choreography had been minimalcompared to what she was throwing at us now."I'm sorry," I heard someone say nervously from nearby. I looked up tosee the girl whom Kate.