"I realize this may be a difficult time for you, sir." He said, wetting the tip of his pencil with his tongue, and Will had a momentary flash of being...in an old B movie. Sure enough, the cop was using a two inch stub of a #2 wooden pencil with most of the eraser worn away. "But if you could answer a few questions while the event is still fresh in your mind, it might help us get to the bottom of this more quickly." Of course." Will answered, absent-mindedly, his brain still clinging to the. When I dropped my pen at the restaurant and you closed your legsto catch it, that was a sign. Also, few women, in my experience goconfidently braless."I put my key on the table, stood up and turned. I was feeling breathlessand flushed. I wanted something to happen, but I was nervous. Thiswasn't the first time I'd had sex with a man, but those experiences withmy choirmaster were a long time ago.I don't remember leaving the concierge's lounge or entering the room.The next thing I remember feeling. None more than four letters.Yet I felt my eyes glaze over as Tami said them. It was the sort of thing girls say at the beginning of a conversation that ends with, 'We can still be friends.'It was Wednesday, and I'd just gotten home from football practice. I'd come over to see Tami and take our usual walk."Sit down," she said, pointing at the sofa. As I did, she sat in the chair opposite.I mind raced. I tried to think if I'd done anything wrong. There was flirting with Darlene after football. A gurly conversation ensued. Ronnie turned and motioned me to come over, which I did immediately. Ronnie took me by the hand and led me upstairs with Terry following close behind. The intro's were exchanged, Ronnie retrieved a bong from the dresser top and the tingles began. I passionately kissed Terry, who returned the kiss with a long tongue reaching to the back of my throat. Ronnie wanted in. She dropped her her skirt and took off her top. Her tits were real, as were Terry's. It was a three.