“I did?” he asked, his voice sounding pained as his eyes screwed shut. “Are you okay?”“I- I don’t know, she said, almost weeping. “Y...u… I’m not a virgin anymore,” she said, beginning to cry. “You put it all the way inside me!”“I did?” he asked.“Yes, and then you made me suck it!” she protested, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Why did you do that?”“I thought you were your mother!” he said. “Did you come?”“Twice,” she said, sniffling as she wiped her nose with one forearm. His. At his direction I lay back on the pillows, already heated from imagining what came next. John swirls the champagne in his flute, eying me keenly from the end of the bed. ‘Put your hands under your bottom and spread your legs’ he orders. His tone is conversational, even friendly, but the steel in his words leaves no doubt…this is not a polite suggestion. I obey. I feel my face heat as my knees fall away and my hands under my ass tilt the goods to advantage. No one is as young as they once were,. We had enjoyed a nice grilled fish dinner the night before. That morning, we had a quick breakfast and hurried to make it into the village before night fall. It was a few hours later, as we came to the top of a small hill, that we finally saw the village. It was still a few hours away, but it made us all feel a bit better. It looked to be a fishing village, as many boats could be seen leaving and entering. The wide open plain meant that fishing and trade would be their main source of income. It. I told you I’d give you a promise ring right now and that would be the end of anything with any other girls.”“That’s way too risky for me. You love Joyce. If I agreed to that, it would end in disaster. Just like it did with Becky and me before. I’m not doing that again. No way.”“I love you, Jennifer Block, do you know that?”“I do. I love you too, Steve. So, what’s up with Stephanie?”“She and I talked,” I said with a sigh.“And you’re going to say yes when she asks, aren’t you? Which card did she.