”“Keep talking, darling, you’re making me feel very special.”“You are very special. I didn’t keep a score-card, but there weren’t many. ... wasn’t a playboy. Were you very active?”“No, nothing to write home about. I kept comparing the guys I met to you, and they came up short. Pun intended.”“Do you remember the first time we made love?”“Darling, it’s etched indelibly in my memory,” she said quietly. “I thought I had found the keys to the kingdom.”“I knew you were a virgin, and I expected you to. 2. TaxiThe driver was some kind of fucking Lithuanian or something, neither of them understand a word out of his dirty mouth. He carelessly throws their suitcases into the trunk as they both collapse into the back seat."Ver ta?" The cabbie asks."What?!" Ver ta?! VER TA?! No avi all deh!" South beach plaza villas!" What a fucking fag, says Bre."Yeah move your ass bud we no avi all deh either ya FUCK!"The cabbie starts spitting and cursing in some foreign language as Adam notices the mess from. I felt such a slut. I was almost naked and taking a man I had met only a short while ago up to my bedroom to fuck me. I knew nothing about him; nothing at all apart from the fact that he knew how to pick a woman up. I climbed into bed and started to shyly pull the clothes around me but he pulled them out of my hand and pushed me back. Moments later his face was buried between my thighs and he was probing me with his tongue. I had to admit he was better than Alex with his tongue; better than. ”“I don’t. Stephie will be ticked, though.”“I’ll bet you anything you care to wager, she’ll skip class on Tuesday.”“No bet, Steve,” Elyse giggled.We finished eating and cleaned up. She started her laundry while I headed to O’Hare to get Stephie. Fortunately, her flight was on-time, and she’d only taken a carry-on, so we were out of the airport quickly and on our way home.“I found a house, Peaches.”“Already? Jesus, that was fast!”“I’m glad you never say that in bed,” I chuckled.“Oh HELL no!” she.