Rising fevers of lust and desire climbed quickly as she took control of it all and as she did, Angus soon felt her legs intertwining with his legs. Go... almighty, he thought. This woman is a wild boar, he told himself as she kissed and kissed and pushed her hands through his hair and also pulled his head into hers while kissing him madly. He could also feel her bosoms as they kissed. He so wanted to feel them with his hands. He so wanted to remove that nightgown and take her so that he could. This must be Bobbie?" Yeah." She blushed."Nice to finally have a face to the name." He shook her hand gently."Can't forget it now. This way, please."He led them to a quiet table in the corner. The restaurant would havebeen uncluttered, not many would come to a place like this before Prom.It was unlikely to see anyone they knew.Water glasses were filled and the flickering candle gave a warm accentto the sparse lighting.Tim couldn't stop staring at Bobbie."You never gave up." Tim..." She had so. About 45 minutes into our lounging, I noticed that a couple of the girls had gotten awfully chummy. I have to admit, it was HOT and the mixture of it all had me bordering on untouched orgasm. Well, I had no idea how this was going to end. It was probably 15 or 20 minutes later when I heard this low horn sound and all of a sudden, the ladies slowly got up and started moving towards the outer walls. I had no ideas what they were doing and I just stayed in the warmth of the water waiting to see. So why did I marry a third time knowing that the marriage couldn't possibly last a year, two years at most? I have to blame my father for that.From the time I was old enough to understand words my father preached responsibility. To him the mark of a man was being responsible for his actions. Break a window with a baseball? Own up to it and make restitution. Fail a math test? Admit to not studying or paying attention in class. Whatever it was, you were supposed to step to the plate and accept.