“God, I love those sexy little noises you make.” I whimpered in response as he continued to stroke me. He leaned in to kiss me again, his thumb br...shing my clit every so often and sending a new wave of lightning through me. Distantly I heard the sound of a zipper but I couldn’t think. I just wanted more. I knew something wonderful was just out of reach if I could only… Cameron’s hand vanished as he lifted me back to the countertop but before I could voice my protest he was back. Brushing up and. . AM ... Still visible on the frosting. The rest of those words were sloshing around somewhere in Jared’s stomach along with ten big slices of pizza, lots of beer and that large bottle of wine he had consumed. Bits of chocolate cake where also spilling off the side of that table and down onto the floor. Those bits were scattered along the floor in amongst a few dozen beer cans. Those beer cans were all crunched in their middle and still had little droplets of their contents slowly dripping out. Sorry about that." He reached down and picked up the matching pink and white lacy set that had been on top of the pile. "Here, lets try these" he said as he handed them to me. I accepted, simply hoping to move on from this embarrassing interaction. He reached into another box and pulled out a short pink miniskirt and some white thigh socks. From another box he produced a small black T shirt. "Okay I'll let you get changed and we'll see how everything fits you." I opened my mouth to ask "do I. Smiling with a slight satisfaction.”Shhh. I know who you are.” His chapped lips opened. His blue eyes invaded my soul. “You’ve been with me, all of my life.”What a strangely beautiful thing to say. As time chased into the night, we would never exchange names. There would be no reason to. I felt an unfamiliar quiet comfort to be sitting next to this man. The bar tender would wait on us as though we were a couple that has been together for years. The quiet conversion between our bodies hungered.