. Erin replied, "Actually, I designed it myself! It's a one of a kind original! It's nice, though, right?"That was really the worst answer I could hav... imagined her giving me. But I had to support her and said honestly, "Well, if you are going to get a tattoo, it should be something original and personal—in my opinion. And, yes: it is very nice. It is beautiful, in fact and it suits you well." Erin hugged me and thanked me for my support. I would never tell her that this wasn't the first time. Helen felt not a little shy as she was introduced to three men and one woman. They were all older than her, but not as old as Sandra. Helen sat down in an armchair, feeling decidedly awkward. They were all very nice to her, and she began to relax. “We’d like you to dress up,” said Sandra, and Helen got the distinct impression there was some sort of conspiracy. “Dress up? What do you mean?” “Nothing weird,” Sandra replied. “Come with me, come on.” Sandra took Helen into one of the bedrooms. I was already getting hard. I didn`t need any more wine so I pulled her close to me and put down her wine. We were standing between the bed and a large wall mirror. I turned her so her back was facing the mirror and reached around and cupped her ass. We tongued each other and her hand drifted down to my crotch. I had on loose sweatpants and my cock was rock hard. When her hand reached it she gasped “Oh my God , She wasn`t kidding”. She whispered “you tell me how you like it”.I slid my hand. She found David waiting for her when she got outside. "Sorry," she said. "I got hung up doing something – can't even remember what it was now. So ... we going to dinner or what?"David took her to the finest hole-in-the-wall Italian place in Fort Worth. It was run by a Montenegrin family: dad was the cook and didn't understand two licks of English, the boys (of college age) served the tables, and mom handled the cash register. The food was exceptional. Neither Alex's t-shirt or David's warm-up.