“Sure.” They started to get up. Jen grabbed her coat and looked at Sara who was starting to walk past Jen. “You didn’t bring a coat?” Jen as...ed. It was late December. Sara looked back for only a second at a jacket that hung over a chair at the table. She walked quickly over to the table and grabbed the jacket and hung it over her arm. One of her friends seemed to ask her a question. Sara said a few words and pointed at Jen. Sara’s friend smirked as he nodded and Sara began to walk back towards. Maybe we went out on a date, and you’re sore that I didn’t let you in my pants. But, I was upfront with anyone that I went on a date with. I made it crystal clear, beforehand, that I do not fuck on the first date.” Alicia took a sip of wine and waited for a text reply. The cell phone vibrated, again. She read the text. “You are incorrect in all you have deduced and assumed about me. We have never met, or have been formally introduced. My primary interest in you does not involve fucking. I am. I had total access to her body: she would do literally anything I asked her to in the bedroom, and I’d assumed I had equal access to her mind.Incorrectly, it turned out.I know it didn’t really matter, I know I should have just let it slide. But I’d found a limit (something that hadn’t happened for a long time with Marcie) and it was almost a point of pride.I wanted to know what she wasn’t telling me, and why she wouldn’t share.And so with a glance at the door - it was locked, so no one could. " You are welcome sir." The attendant walked off with her legs pressed firmly together and looked like she was having trouble doing it. I turned to my meal and enjoyed every bite. the muffins were toasted and the fruit was fresh, not frozen from some bag. they had included a small honey bear which I used along with the little pads of butter. A very nice was to start off the day if you ask me.When I was done, the attendant appeared next to me and cleared everything away and didn't seem to be too.