’ Sorrel tried to change the subject, ‘That’s it, time to change the subject.’ The door was ajar, and Marion kicked it in. Completely forgetti...g the affect it might have on the rest of the evening, her father, or any future relationship she might have with Sorrel she asked, ‘What was Sorrel supposed to have done?’ Gwyneth responded incredulously, ‘You don’t know?’ ‘No I don’t,’ replied Marion. Hannah, smiling malevolently, started to say something. Sorrel pushed her chair back, ‘Hannah no.’. It doesn’t seem to have slowed us down,” she said, smiling.Babs laughed at that. “Give it another month or two. By the time the sprog comes out, your honeymoon will be the last thing on your mind!”Brenda laughed at that. “God knows that’s true enough ... I think. What’s a sprog?”“Ah, a sprog is just an Aussie term for a child. No idea where it came from.”“Oh. Uh, not trying to be rude, but does everybody in Australia talk like Tully? I swear, Steve and I only understand about half of what he’s. Cal and I were the last out of our minibus and walked, holding hands, wearily into her house.“Did you have a nice time at the disco?” Cal’s Mum asked.“Yes, thanks, it was really good, and there was no trouble,” I replied.“There’s never trouble with your friends, David, they’re a good lot.”I leaned over to Cal.“Notice she didn’t include us in that?” I asked.“I wonder what trouble she thinks we are?” she asked.“Lots,” her mother said, “are you staying the night or going home, David?”I looked at. “You wanna see how cocky?” Ian said making to undo his jeans.“No!” I screeched and put my hands over his crotch to block it from view. Big mistake. Ian pushed my hand down on his erection, “Whenever you want it I’m ready.”I must have been in shock because I didn’t move my hand, I didn’t move my head when Ian leaned forward to kiss me, and I didn’t push him away when he played with my boobs. In fact I kissed him back and my hand did it’s own thing to his cock through the jeans. I felt his hand.