She immediately stopped me, removed her lips from mine and said “Not so early. Come lets go out.” I was so irritated that she not just stopped me ...rom having sex with her but also got up and made me go out with her. We kept roaming around the city from street to street, park and beach. I was so desperate to fuck her. Slowly, I kept pushing time and it became night where we again went to a restaurant for dinner right behind my hotel. By the time we finished dinner it was almost 10pm. As we came. My mouth suddenly felt dry.“Her dirty girl,” I whispered.“Speak up,” she commanded.“Her dirty girl,” I repeated obediently, this time I little louder.“Oh.” Amber laughed, shaking her head a little as the image of her face grew larger, as if to get a better look at me.“She has nice tits, Vee.”I could feel my cheeks burning. I glanced at Violet again, a pleading look on my face, silently begging her to make this stop. By the time I realized my mistake, that it would just goad her into doing. Molly encouraged her to keep it on as they made their way up the street.By the third charity shop, Molly was convinced they were never going to find her a suitably erotic red dress for the club. Then they spotted the rail of tiny red leotards - of course they were from the dance studio next door.Suddenly a crowd of a dozen or more young dancers burst in, laughing, slapping bottoms - released from the strict practice session - mums and older sisters waiting outside the shop.They pounced upon the. I wasn't really meaning to beanything other than polite. I didn't really understand what she'd meant,we all want what we want don't we?I headed into the steam room and didn't think anything more about it. Thesteam room was in the men's changing room. It was already about 9.30 inthe evening so most of the immediate post-work crowd had made their wayhome and I had the room to myself. I sat there took a few deep breaths andlet my muscles start to relax. I let my mind wander and thoughts.