She was limp and her eyes were closed. I kissed her forehead and she opened her eyes."Maybe I would marry you," she panted softly."Hormones," I said, ...miling."Maybe," she said tiredly. "We weren't supposed to do that yet." It must have been time, because it happened," I said."Well I'm not sorry," she said. "I'm in big trouble with Bobby, though." I'll get you a box of rubbers," I said. "We'll keep them in his room, and your purse." Okay," she said.I got off of her and she lay there, watching me. As soundly as you two were sleeping that first day I met you sort of explained her immodest attitude around you. I’m still trying to wrap my head around how you rode your bike over here the day of the tornado instead of driving, because you were honoring the terms of your punishment and she was in danger. She said you didn’t even bat an eye as you got her naked friends dressed and into the safety of the bathtub. Most men I know wouldn’t do that. Then you go off to play the hero by risking your. We looked to see two single guys sitting at a table. The waitress said they would like us to join them. I looked at my husband and knew he didn’t want that, so I told the waitress to thank the gentlemen for the drinks but we decline their invitation.Then an idea crossed my mind. I called the waitress over and asked her to deliver drinks to the black woman and her date from us. My husband smiled wide. Moments later the waitress gave the drinks to the couple, pointing us out. The couple. Cheryl took the first call from the desk.“Hello?” She answered in a sultry tone.“Yes, we are looking for a couple of guys to help me celebrate my birthday,” she replied.“There are two of you? That's good. How old are you guys?” She paused, “twenty-five and twenty-six, perfect.”Cheryl looked at me for a moment, seeking approval. I nodded that that would be fine.“My hubby will greet you outside the door, we are in room 101,” Cheryl told them as I was stepping out of the door to greet them.Two.