My dad died and left me alot of money but that's a story for some other time. I have two cars and one truck that I love and would cry if anything eve... happen to them I mean i would lose it if someone would try to hurt my stuff you know what I'm saying? I'm kind of crazy about my stuff but we have to love something in life and seeing how there is no women in my life to take care of me and I have to take care of myself I'm going to love my cars and trucks as if they where my k**s. I do have. ” 
He stared directly into your soul as he poured your wine. 
“I can see the Mr. Cline may love you, but he does not appreciate you. You are the kind of woman that needs to be worshiped, to be treated like the Goddess she is...” 
You had no words to reply to him. You stared blankly into his eyes, seeing the fierce passion lurking just under the surface. You set your glass down and turned to leave the room, he grabbed you by your shoulders and gently pushed you down onto the tabletop. 
“I will. She felt him move his leg a little to make it easier for her and softly kneaded her buttocks as she slowly writhed against him. She felt his fingers gently, tentatively walking their way down her back and across her bottom, with each step inching her dress upwards until she felt his hot fingers on her panties, sliding downwards until his hands rested in the fold below her buttocks. Something had changed between them. This was no longer just a kiss and fondle between siblings. A harder sexual. ...layed out on the bed, my pussy surrounded by a wet patch. I was so embarrassed until I saw the hard-on in his pants, and the cheeky grin spreading across his face. Just then, Melissa came out of the shower and David and I shared an embarrassed glance as he left the room to order chinese for all three of us. Melissa and I settled down in front of her TV and began discussing sex. This was a game we liked to play, thinking of scenarios in which I would lose my virginity. Sometimes they were.