So, you go and meet him at the bar, and see what happens. But remember — he thinks you're not married, so don't wear your wedding ring."Jen saw Scot... at a corner booth. "Scott?" Scott looked up, and a big smile formed on his face. Man, she's even better looking than Mike described, he thought. He got up and kissed Jen on the cheek. "Hi, it's so good to meet you." Scott put his hand on Jen's back and guided her into the booth. As he did, he let his hand wander down her back, to right above her. “Please, Dave. All my friends are getting deflowered, yet here I am. Still a virgin. They’re all laughing at me,” she said, tears forming in her eyes. “They shouldn’t do that, Emma. They aren’t very good friends if they do that, are they?” “I know, but I just want to know what it’s like,” she told me. “There’s nothing wrong with being a virgin. Kaitlynn was my first, so I was nineteen when I first had sex. You’re just waiting for the right guy,” I said. “You are the right one, Dave,” she. .. well I..." Uncle Russ... it's okay," Mike was amazed at his own sureness, he felt so mature. "I saw you two together. I was worried about Wendy when she didn't turn up for dinner, so I went back to the Teahouse to find her... to tell her everything was okay and that I could wait for her. I saw you two together, fucking each other silly. I freaked out I can tell you Uncle Russ to see you fucking the living daylights out of my girl... I had to go for a swim to get my head back together, but. Cat raised a hand, grin on her face, index finger motioning downwards. Tori scooted down the bed obediently, sliding from the headboard until she was flat on her back, brunette locks pooled under her head, rich chestnut against the white sheets. Cat crawled up, hovering over Tori, knees pressed tight to the Latina's ribs, Tori's hands sliding onto the smooth skin of Cat's thighs. Tori licked her lips, letting out an unsteady breath before planting a soft kiss on Cat's inner thigh, edging her.