Steve led her to the bed, and helped her to lay down on one side of the bed. Then he turned to face Latisha, who had gotten up from the couch and was ...tanding next to it, waiting for him. She was shivering, and though it was difficult to be sure given her complexion, he thought she was aroused as well. Once he got her clothes off, there was no doubt of her condition; the smell was quite obvious. Steve went through the same process as he had with Rachel, and with even greater success. He eased. I danced with several of the sisters and sometimes more than one at once (fast country music has that advantage). During a slow song, I asked Jenn, the 18 year old to join me and as we moved to the music, she melted herself against me. Her large boobs pressed firmly against my chest and she wrapped her arms around my neck and her thighs trapped my leg hard against her crotch. My hands went around her waist and then slowly down to that soft satin covered ass. You could either say we were dancing. She glared at the waiter, and the waiter quickly motioned them to follow and lead them to their table. The table was, of course, the best in the house, with a perfect view of the indoor waterfall, but far enough away so that its noise didn’t obstruct conversation. He quickly pulled back her chair and motioned for her to sit, winking at the waiter behind her back. The waiter nodded in response, and walked away. She sat, still somewhat disgruntled, but beginning to take the events in stride,. " He sighed. "I wish our time on the lake hadn't been interrupted. Oh, I understand we had no choice but to return to the city, but you needed some time away from the stress you're under. You still need the healing time, David." I'll be fine," David said."Argh!" Flint groaned.David chortled."Another thing," Flint said. "As powerful as your weird abilities make you, they don't make you perfect, but for some reason you expect perfection from yourself." I strive for perfection, Flint. I don't.