“I'm mean, I care about you, I don't care, um, don't judge you. It doesn't bother me like I think there's something wrong with it.” I'm getting a ...oner thinking about it, and I'm jealous as fuck, he thought.When they reached the four-lane, Evan turned left instead of right.“Where are we going?” Deana asked.“You want Ice cream?”"What do you think?"He looked at his gorgeous, perfectly sized sister and said, “You want a sundae.”“You're buying?”“Yeah.”“Good, because Rebecca didn't leave any money. Bread and butter tea. Cold meat, salad, pickles. Scones, still warm from the oven. Chocolate cake. Earl Grey tea. Lisette groaning as she stood up from the table.“You okay?”“I ache.”“I’m sorry.”“I chose to keep going. Besides, I quite enjoyed it. Never done anything like that before.”“Go soak in a warm bath, and Sally’ll give you a massage.”“Sally? Not you?” She had an impish half-smile.“Sally knows what to do.”To be honest, I’m not completely ignorant of massage, but as I told Lisette, Sally. You are really feeling this jazz music and the rubbing of your date’s hand on your thigh. After a couple of numbers, his hand has moved further up and is now rubbing on your silky panties. You had debated about wearing any, but figured since it was a first date, you should. He pulls your head toward him and begins to kiss you and you really enjoy his lips while feeling your clit being caressed deeper and deeper. He pulls away his kisses and caresses your neck while stroking your clit faster and. ”“I feel like I’m young again when I’m driving around in Martha,” insisted Roy.“Yeah, I remember all the girls you had in high school, when you really were young,” retorted Ben sarcastically. “Did you ever have a date?”“If you took all the girls I knew when I was single and brought them all together for one night, you’d be doing a hell of a lot better than I did,” admitted Roy with a laugh. “Just be careful with my car. I don’t want any scratches.”“Not a problem. I’ll drive my Beamer to work..