Anyway I was on my way home with Julia, who lives nearby. "Well, you going to use them tonight?" She asked. I told her I wouldn't be able to as "pathe...ic Peter" would be at home, as he always was. I could see a mysterious smile on her face and she said "come around to my place, I'll be able to supervise you, just so you don't injure yourself" she laughed. I jumped at the opportunity, I know I was a bit tipsy but Julia was a good friend and I thought she would be able to help as she seemed an. His lips were soft, warm, exciting. In a few moments, his hand was on the front of my sweater, moving toward my left tit-funny how I remember which one it was-but that's where I stopped him, quietly lifting his hand off me and putting it down at his side. I thought for a moment about the way Sal's father ogled me, wondering if I would have taken the father's hand off my body. Sal blushed, we were both silent, and finally I said something brilliant and inspired, like "let's go back to work." We. Before I knew what was going on...we started making out and we ended up in his bed." Sofia said, as she watched Ronda's jaw drop. Ronda was shocked and couldn't believe what Sofia had just said. "You and Dave are...are lovers? Oh my god!" she gasped, as she tried to clear her mind. "Is that why you got divorced and left the church?" Ronda asked, and looked at her friend. "Yes we are, and Ronda, he makes me so happy and he's the best lover I've ever had in my life! He can keep it up for hours. You’re an adult now. You can address us as such.’ ‘Okay, Stacy.’ That feels strange calling the man and woman whom I consider to be my second parents by their first names. That’s like me calling my dad Seongbin. He’d probably backhand me even now for thinking about it. ‘So how are the clients? I bet you stay busy.’ ‘Clients? Oh no, Mr. Lew—Quentin, I don’t have clients anymore. I focus mainly on the management of the gym facilities, acquiring sponsors for our fitness merchandise, and the hiring.