Sarah came into the kitchen wearing a short terry robe and her hair wrapped in a towel. She hugged me from behind and kissed my neck. "I'm proud of yo..., lover," she whispered in my ear."It was Jimmy who caught the bad guys." Yeah, but we might not have the bad guys or Jimmy either if you hadn't gone out there. To my way of thinking, you both deserve medals." She slipped her hand down the front of my jeans and rubbed my dick, arousing it to a turgid state."You want dinner or sex?" I asked,. Angie came by the firm a week after graduation and looked scared. "What's the matter, Angie?" I asked."I missed my period and I might be pregnant. I don't know what I'm going to do." She started crying."Everything will be fine Angie." I thought for a few seconds and blurted out, "Let's get married!" Really? You'll marry me? Do you love me, Brent? I don't want you to marry me just because I might be pregnant."Angie was raised in foster homes and hardly remembered her parents. Her dad was in a. "He came at me, I don't know what he was going to do, and I panicked and got him. We haven't talked since." Good. He's an asshole."Meagan noticed a pattern. "You think every guy I've been with was an asshole." Yeah, well I'm sure you'd feel the same way about my girlfriends. If I ever had any."Meagan smiled. "Yeah, how long has it been since Monica?" Three years. Freshman year." Why's that?" asked Meagan, interested."I don't know, I just feel uncomfortable talking to girls sometimes. It's. I paused my pin work to check on her.“It’s just that my nipples are really sensitive, and your hands are so soft and warm against them. It’s driving me wild. I’m sorry, I’m really so sorry, what must you think of me.” Her lips trembled, and I was afraid that tears would follow.Before I could chicken out, I slipped my hands back inside her dress and cupped her small bud-like breasts. Just as I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, I locked lips with her.Beth responded, slipping.