"Don't have on any. Let me ask you something. You like me, do you, Chad?" she said, getting closer to me. " Do you think I'm sexy?" Yeah," I answered,...looking at her shorts."Well, you're not the first. You're certainly not the last. Are you hard?" She said, discovering my erection through my basketball shorts."Damn," I said, slightly embarrassed."Maybe you need some help..." She inched closer, and felt my erect penis. "Maybe you need a woman's touch." She continued and lowered my shorts,. Removing her grin, she pulled me towards her, our two bodies pressing up against each other. My erection was now strikingly obvious – it pushed into her leg as she placed her hands behind my head, running her fingers through the thickness of my hair.“No-one will come in,” she said in an assuring tone. Frankly I didn’t care.“How do you know?” I replied, grinning.She stroked the back of my neck as she spoke. “Because I fucked the waiter here three nights ago.”I held her close to me as we kissed,. ”“Damn creators. It seems they’ve mastered our wireless communications. You invested the time to figure that out, when you can’t figure out basic social protocols?”“Perhaps you’d like to address the question,” Ethan pressed.“You know,” Phil said, addressing Sweizzr and Zchezzlr, “I’d think you could pick a better time for this. It’s not smart to yank the rug out from under a successful strategy. For all you know, if you get me to cry over my ‘unhappy’ childhood, I may just quit doing your dirty. ....:"Take me out." I wasn't sure I heard him right and, if I didn't, I at first wasn't sure what he meant. My eyes, no longer shy of his, flew up to meet his as I asked, "What did you say?" With a gesturing nod to his penis he repeated the words, in a still-husky, less-firm, gentler tone...."Take me out.". As if I was literally having an out-of-body experience, I found my hands moving to the buckle of the belt I had noticed only milliseconds before and pulling the leather through it, free it.