I was getting jumpy and squirmy. He knew it. He asked what's wrong. Nothing I said. I set their quite for a while then said I'ld better be going. ...h stay longer he said. No I got to go. Getting up again he seen right up my short skirt and then a boob almost fell out. Up he stood up and taking a step toward me the towel fell off. OMG I squealed out. He reached out and took my hand and lead me to the bedroom. He had my shirt and skirt off instantly. Down on the bed we went. I squirmed around. ” After saying that, I thought you sure wanted me to fuck you 45 minutes ago. He then said, “Yes, but I don’t want you to get the wrong idea.” I asked, “What idea do you think I’ve gotten wrong?” “That I’m gay!” he said. I said, “Allen, the Greeks, Romans, and even the Native Americans all went through what you just did, and they weren’t gay either.” “It’s a new experience and I’m sure you have a lot of new thoughts, feelings, and emotions you’re going through.” “Remember when you said if. I use my shaking hand to dab the make up on my wrist, whimpering in pain each time until my wrist looks normal. I hold it up to the light and I inspect it thoroughly, nodding at the outcome. "Perfect." I throw my makeup bag back under the sink and I stand up on one foot again. I lunge to get the door open and I bang my head on the wall earning a harsh curse. I twist the doorknob and the door swings open. I bite the inside of my cheek as I throw both of my arms out to grip the walls, pain. Her thighs pressed against his. ‘Go to bed, hon.’ She bent down and kissed him. This time neither pulled back. It started soft and gentle. Her lips parted, just a little. The tip of his tongue just touched them. Hers darted out in reply. It was a light exploring kiss that seemed to go on for hours She slid into his lap. The kisses continued, growing harder and more passionate. Tongues probing and teeth lightly biting at lips. His hands gently touched her, learning again the feel of her skin.