And in hopeful denial. "Did you do... it?" You mean did we screw our brains out? Drive to some cheap motel and jumpinto bed?" She waited for me to ...eact. I nodded weakly. "No. Wedidn't."As if to reassure me, Alana moved in again to repeat her passionatekissing. She kept her mouth on mine until I thought I would smother. Andwhatever that flavor was, Mexican food or something, made my nose crinkle.At last she backed away and I took a deep breath."Thank goodness," I said. "No sex." Nope. . ‘Now slave,’ spoke Julia, ‘crawl and kiss my shoes.’‘With self control having deserted him, Spartacus crawled and tenderly kissed each of Julia’s sandals. He was no longer a man, but a slave. In fact he was a slave whose heart thudded in gratitude to be owned by this Great Lady.She smiled and spoke again, ‘look at me slave.’Spartacus gingerly raised his head until his once proud eyes met her’s. They were a piercing blue, clearer and more incredible than The Mediterranean. He was totally lost in. Are you on the pill or something?" No" (almost whispered)."Are you crazy. You don't want to get pregnant at your age!"Tears welled up in Jo's eyes. "It's too late to worry about that now"."WHAT!!! You mean you are knocked up?" Yes", whispered in a flood of more tears."Who's the father?"More tears: "I don't know!"."So", her mother continued. "Let's get this straight. You've been fucking a whole batch of underage boys and one of them has put a baby in your belly?" You won't believe me. But I got. She had an uptight husband and she learned how much she liked dirty talk and taboo play time with someone else. After our hotel encounter I could not stop thinking about how her pussy tasted. She was warm, wet, and had the scent of sweet sex. I wanted to rub my nose in her neatly trimmed pubic hair again with the palms of my hands resting on the insides of her creamy toned thighs. The next time we met at the bus stop we did our usual chit-chat while the kids played. We were being cool and did.