Then a romantic song for Christmas was played. They came together to hold each other and stepped their way slowly around the floor. It was lovely, she...felt so warm and soft and they seemed to be synchronized. The longer the song played the closer they got. After the song the band announced a break. They went back to their column as others dispersed from the dance floor, the line at the bar quickly grew, and there was a little more light. They studied each other as they stood, with. He felt my ass cheeks with his hand and I was so glad I had douched for him that morning. "Fill me up with your love cream," I said. Oh, what a horny little bitch I felt like. I enjoyed licking the handsome blonde centerfold's cock while knowing I was about to get a humongous cock between my legs. I reached down and started playing with my clitty through my soaking wet bikini bottom. Oh, how I wanted him to rip that bikini bottom off me and put his cock inside me like a girl. I decided right. I was not very convincing, in part because I honestly did believe that my sister's search for love was hopeless. Mr. Right is out there somewhere, but my sister will never find him — especially now that she was no longer looking for him. This is just as well. I want her all to myself.My sister stopped dating completely, much to the disappointment to the various morons who had not yet had a chance to dump her. This is an important milestone in my plot to become a hopeless loser. Even if my plan. His reaction was predictable. He told me it was a valuable learning experience.Marcie was the only one I spoke to all weekend. She tried to cheer me up. I told her it was no use and we ended the call early.After receiving another rebuff from Megan's mother, I informed her that I would stop trying to speak with her daughter. She told me it was a good idea and that she was glad I'd come to my senses.At Mr. Oldham's Monday morning staff meeting, I suggested that we gut the space on the first floor.