The entire population of Reedville could get lost in here. "Peter?" He has to shout, "Ima break uh rule. Ima break uh lotta rules."I grab his arm, "No...pain, giving or receiving. No touching anyone who doesn't clearly consent before hand. Once an hour we meet right here just to be safe. Clear?"He was still looking around the place. I tighten my grip on his arm and repeat myself. "Are we clear?" Yes, sir. No pain, no touching, check in every hour. Got it."I slap his ass. "Have fun." He grins at. My parents told me that a trained dancer would have no trouble getting dates." He stared at her.Rose was embarrassed because of the way he was looking at her.They talked for a few minutes and sipped their wine."Okay, break time is over." He led her back to the floor, which now had more dancers, and Donavon held her closer.Rose liked his deodorant, his strong, graceful body, and his erection against her stomach.He pulled her closer, putting her arms around his neck, and took her ass in his hands. She soon decided that she must."Mom," she whispered, "Gary grabbed my hand the other day in the office and put it on his crotch. He was as hard as any man I've ever known. If he says that he has E.D., he must think it means Enough Downtown."At that instant, the small tear that started this little story began to form at the corner of Arlene's left eye. The conversation was over.The coupling copulation (pun intended) of Arlene and her only child had none of the frantic tearing of clothing, the. She looked him over from head to toe, approving of his light blue silk shirt, tan slacks and darker blue tie. He sat in the other chair and took the wine. "Here's to this day finally arriving, and to the pleasure of meeting someone as beautiful as you." The wine felt warm in Gene's throat and went from his stomach right to his head.They spent the rest of the afternoon talking as if they were the best of friends, which after all the time they had spent together on the phone or in private chat.