My fingers found their right places and…and it felt good. There was something about having your fingers protected from all the bad in the world, fro... anything that could harm you. It also felt like I could do anything with impunity, never leave a mark…it was anonymity of the best kind. Why, you could spank a nun’s ass black and blue with it and not leave evidence you had even been there.I plucked out another one and worked my other hand into it.I was safe. As long as I didn’t touch my face with. All I could think about since I woke up, was last night, what I'd seen and heard that had made me wild with desire. I was desperate to talk to him. Something about seeing him like that made him so irresistible to me. I found him so sexy, and deep down I wanted to experience this intense sex with him...just like Emma. I put on the most revealing sexy shorts that I'd packed in my overnight bag along with a designer tank top.I decided to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, hoping that he'd see me. If you don’t I might snatch her away from you and make her my sexy little bride.”It was my turn to blush, “Just because I haven’t put a ring on her yet doesn’t mean I’ll let you take her away from me. And please don’t tell your dad. If you tell him then word will get to my dad. And I want to be the one to tell him.”“You better tell him soon then. I heard he was upset that you missed coming over for the big day. I wouldn’t know that as a fact because...” she yelled to the back, “I wasn’t allowed. ." Steve was still frowning."What? Did you think I was gonna be a nun or something?" I rolled my eyes. "It didn't mean that much to me, Steve." What?" He totally didn't get it."The only thing that was important about it was who I gave it to," I explained. I looked at Lisa, "You understand, right?" Yeah, I do, Miss Russet," she nodded. "It's different for men." What does that mean?" Steve asked her."I just mean boys do the taking," Lisa smiled. "They treat it like a victory and so they think it.