I had already finished the room service breakfast strewn across the foot of the hotel bed, and I had no spousal activities planned until afternoon tea... organized by veteran spouses Barb and Christine. Unfortunately there were no partially nude men schedule to dance at this gathering, unless conference husband Gerald imbibed one too many lemon drops.Since Jacob was occupied with his workshop downstairs, I had a couple hours to fill by myself before lunch. My black curls encased in a satin. She looked at me and shrugged. “No sense wasting extra cups.” “Yeah, gotta help out the turtles and stuff,” I agreed. The cashier gathered our things, and I paid for them. The bucket was bigger than her head, but she grabbed it along with her bag of candy and soda, then started eating the popcorn by bending her neck and sticking her tongue out since her hands were full. “Want me to carry something?” I asked.“So you can steal all the fresh popcorn? Think again, mister,” she said. We made our way. " She must have seen the astonished look on my face. "Oh, don't worry about it, man. Actually, it was kind of cute. But I knew I'd just have to come in here and try you out", she winked at me, "if you know what I mean." Standing up, she came over to me and took my hand. "Take me to your bedroom." I hesitated, things were moving just a little too fast for me. "NOW!," she yelled. The force of her command startled me, but I did as I was told. Once we were in the bedroom, she shut the door and. ” “No? I’m excited like that right now. I’m touching myself a little. Oh Jimmy, I want to do it. I’ve never done it. I want to know what it’s like. You know what it’s like, right? You told me you had done it.” “I... Yes I know,” I lied. “Then do you want to meet up and do it? Oh I would want that. You know how it works so it’ll be great.” I hesitated. “Ehm... Sure. Of course.”“Mmm good, we’ll talk about it later, I really want to. I have to go, bye.” “Bye.” I sat there in my small living room.