I was now ready for some real action (at least my hard dick was).I went into the kitchen to see how my hostess was proceeding with our meal. It’s al...ost ready she told me. Did you find a good program? Yes I did, I answered. I almost added “and something else too you dirty slut” but managed to control myself. The dinner was excellent with a very good wine (she didn’t save on the wine, we finished 2 bottles together). After dinner she asked me if I wanted a coffee. Yes please, black no sugar. She. They've been together a long time. We should never try to break that apart in any way, plus figure that they share everything we say to one another. No secrets." Moreover, Monica was into field hockey, track and field, gymnastics, and girl's basketball – ergo, she's athletic – but we knew that. I'd think about some strenuous activity in a date to take her on: hike, bungee jumping, zip line, sports games if you can afford tickets. She was also head of the math club, so she has geek leanings just. I was playing some Bloodborne in our ps4 and he was texting beside me like a madman, barely paying any attention to my parrying skills against lady Maria, which I would admit it kind of offended me."That must be a really good match." I told him."She wants to see me today." Wow, do you have your lucky boxers on or something?" I don't think I would need boxers of any kind." Gross, bro."I kicked him in the arm and that made him smile. We laugh about it and went back to our respective tasks. That. Your soft voice, your gentle smile and caring way. The way you laugh a little when you talk about uncomfortable things and love to make others laugh because you can't stand the idea of anyone being unhappy. I miss the way you flirt and tease and love to drive me and all men crazy. The way you know someone is looking at you and how you turn so they can see you better. I love the way your eyes betray the way your heart feels even when your mind is screaming for our passion to end. We both know.