She told me to sit sometime on bench I said sure.We chatting then she came closer with me. It wasn’t crowded that what she said in my ear and kisses...me on my lips. Soon the kiss turns into smooch. We did there for 5 minutes then we stand and walk out she was so close with me. We took lift and there 2 more gals in lift other than us. But she wasn’t shy omg!She again jumps on me and started smooch me like anything. Gals was watching us and smiling I saw them then we broke the kiss and she said. It was okay and I would have it again. I loved the white truffle pizza. I had never had truffles before. I also liked the olive tapenade pizza. It was basically black olives chopped very fine.Over dinner the two girls were teasing me about eating like a teenage boy. I had to remind them that I was a teenage boy. Craig was a likeable guy, and he soon was part of the conversation. I noticed the agents and such just sat back and let us get to know each other. By the end of dinner, Jessup seemed. This ‘dwoch osob’ (sorry for my poor polish, shall mean double occupation) was their preferred sex position from then on and it made Irene completely mad for dicks.In the following meetings, Irene learned to pleasure the boys with – what today we’d call sucking dicks – but they didn’t even know that expression. It was just pure tenderness and joy from Irene’s side.They had a great time for about 2 months without being caught or disturbed.But one of the boys (Irene says, it was the younger one,. ."She reached an intersection and stopped. She looked over at me."Tyballa, if they found out we – you know – had sex, they'd throw me in jail. You do get that?" Why?"The light changed from red to green. She started driving again."Tyballa, don't make me nervous. This is serious."Both her hands gripped the wheel, and she looked straight ahead. I reached over and touched her."Must we keep it secret?" Yes, Tyballa. You really don't understand?" Ma'am? I mean, Amanda? I guess not. If we're in love,.