You have my word.’ He said with finality and leveled his eyes at me. I shrugged. ‘Ok.’ I said and resumed my chomping. I love chips and salsa. �...�Jason, can I get that queso and guacamole now?’ I smiled at him, trying to convey that everything was ok. That I trusted him. His hand shot into the air, and our server appeared. ‘Ms. Abernathy’s appetizers, Alexander.’ The boy nodded and vanished. ‘He’s sweet.’ I mumbled, taking another pull from my margarita. This time Jason didn’t stop me. There was. The magic of the music and alcohol weaved their spell around the evening, and we ended up naked, sweaty, panting and intertwined. The memories were falling into place though, distorted by a haze of alcohol. My hands began an unconscious exploration to parallel my mental wanderings, and eventually my need brought me out of my memories and into the moment. You look content and peaceful in your sleep. I lay there enjoying the feel of our naked flesh pressing against each other, not quite sure. I settled on a light pink lace bra and matching cheekie panties, a worn in pair of jean shorts that perfectly showed off my ass and a blue green tank top to make my eyes pop. I stared at the mirror at my reflection and decided I was possibly worthy of the love I hoped to receive from Gavin. I grabbed my keys and headed out the door as my phone rang. It was Gavin, guess it was time to be an actress. "Hello" I said in a very sleepy voice. "Good morning sweetie! How was your night? Did you sleep. Daveretrieved the key from the clock and opened the door. He went straight tothe cupboard and put the magazine back and decided to look at one of thedvds. He put the disk in the player and took his clothes off and sat onthe bed.This dvd was called fathers day. He pressed play and lay back towatch. The scene opened with three men in various leather outfits in a roomsimilar to the one Dave was sitting in. They were all drinking beer andsmoking cigars. All were stroking impressive looking.