I hurried away embarrassed for staring,but also so excited, that I felt an instant hard on. Good thing mysuit jacket covered it. Needless to say the r...st of the walk across the park had my headspinning. I just kept thinking how much I wanted to be with them. Iwanted to be on my knees in front of them and how I wanted to taketheir beautiful cocks in my mouth and feel their hot cum hit the backof my throat.With all these things floating around in my head, I finally spottedmy girlfriend. She. Unbeknownst to me, Megan went down to the Starbucks to check out this heartthrob. She was really upset for some reason by this girl. Over dinner that night she asked, "What is so special about this girl?"I was blind-sided. "Huh? What girl?" Don't play that with me. The Starbucks girl."I really hadn't been playing and I think she could tell from the look on my face. "Oh, that girl. Sorry, I really wasn't playing dumb. I am dumb," I said. "That girl. I can't explain it. It's just that she looks. Thank you very much, It's nice to get sincere compliments. Do you use these baths much?" Not really, I've just moved here with my dad, my parents have split up, and I'm looking for a job." I'm so sorry to hear that Tracy, it must be miserable for you, and being in a new town not knowing anyone as well." Oh it's not so bad, and anyway, I know you now Ann, don't I?" I suddenly had a pang of guilt. Here was this vulnerable young woman, who now seemed to just need a friend and there was I. I open my mouth to whisper to Harry, letting him know my realisation, but he beats me to it and asks nonchalantly, sitting back with his bottle, “What the fuck did you think he meant, silly girl?”My mouth hangs open slightly, as I have to gather my thoughts and first of all figure out what my husband is talking about. Then I remember that short Vietnamese sentence and my temporary confusion and ignorance over it. “How would I know? Do I speak Vietnamese? Are we even still in Vietnam or crossed.