.dating?" He asked."Yeah..." I answered...I was nervous to answer his answer...on the worst possibility...he'd put me out of his house and tell me nev...r to look at his face again..."No..." He said getting up. "We are not dating..." he continued getting closer, I looked down a bit disappointed...he continued getting closer and sat on the bed near me."Sorry but we are not dating...but....that doesn't mean...that I don't like you for real bro..." He said putting his hand on my shoulder."But. "A quick kiss goodbye, and she was off.I let myself give in to the shakes after she was out the door. Holy shit! I was perfectly happy to beat someone to death metaphorically, on the witness stand; I was a veteran of many trials that involved serious injury and even death... but never had I come so close, personally, to the actual event of death. I had tried for a cool, James Bond reaction when Lauren was in the room not for self-aggrandizement, but because I didn't want to upset her. With her. "John kissed up the inside of Kate's thighs. He could feel the heat coming from her groin as he travelled higher. He lifted her skirt and saw her white underwear, a damp line clearly visible. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her underwear and pulled them off in one motion, leaving Kate exposed and giggling."It's cold down there now," Kate giggled.John leaned back in and kissed above her cleanly shaved mound. Then he parted her lips with his tongue and slowly licked between them,. She washed my feet and went real slowly all the way up my legs.“How does this feel Peach?” Sarah whispered in my ear. She came back to my shoulders to wash the soap away and started lightly kissing my neck and back. I started to gasp (just a little) as she had one hand rubbing on the side of my leg and the other wrapped around my stomach. “It… it… feels good,” I said as my legs buckled leaning against her cool wet body.“If you would like, Peach, I’ll sleep with you tonight. Would you like.