I enjoyed holding her as you can well imagine.Now she stood by the run-down tavern's back door, waiting for me as I left the privy and approached, try...ng not to smile at her obvious beauty and just as obvious unease. My root was already three times its usual size and well down my leg.We took a corner table, and I ordered some beer."Wine, please," she said. It was the first thing I had heard from her, and I was glad to find out she was not mute.The tavern wench heard her and shuffled away. I. “Well, get to it! She’ll be home before long,” Alice said with a shooing motion to send him on his way.Chuck left the house walking thoughtfully to his home. He noticed Ben leaning against a car looking like he had gone twenty rounds with a heavyweight fighter. Wheels and Sam had their arms around each other looking fresh and alert.Upon her return home, Betsy stopped in the backyard rather than heading directly into the house. She looked around at yard for a moment. It took her a few seconds to. Even my arms were monstrous in comparison to hers. Her small, light-brown tanned arms and legs, with a perfect tan line... She gladly took a tissue and cleaned off her face. Then we started our discussion. She gave me a quick hug, and held both my hands with hers. After a sniffle, she said "Thanks, Jack. Just you holding me like that makes me feel better." 'Makes me feel pretty damn good too,' I thought. "Of course," I said, "nothing makes me happier than knowing I can cheer you up. Now tell me. The moment our lips met I couldn’t maintain my silence. My hand grabbed the back of her head pulling her into me as I moaned into our kiss. I could feel the pressure inside me reaching critical mass. I gripped a handful of her hair and pulled her head hard to the side, as I was overcome with an explosive wave of ecstasy. I moaned so loud I felt my vocal cords strain. My friend’s face was squished into a wince. I quickly released my grip on her hair. I laid there breathing heavy my forearm.