" Really?" Yeah, I'd miss her too," she agreed. "But I wanted this afternoon to just be us." That sounds nice." I wrapped my good arm around her and w... headed for the Glen.What followed was some of the most intimate sex I'd ever had. Because of my shoulder I couldn't move much and most positions with me on top were impossible. For the first time in months we took our time and made love. It was slow and gentle and absolutely amazing. Neither of us were eager to let the moment go and so we waited. "Stella Artois" was all she said as she looked at me. I suddenly realized that I had been so wrapped up in the girl across from me at the bar that I hadn't even noticed the beauty who was serving me drinks. Her name tag said Lindsay, and she had light brown, almost blond hair, a rather large bust, and a creamy beige skin tone. She was wearing very tight black pants that accentuated her attractive figure, and a button up white blouse that allowed more than enough cleavage to pop out. After I. I simply enjoyed watching that reunion before I was overpowered by my first visual impression of our massive stage. I was overwhelmed by its ungodly number of lights, and a massive wall of powerful amplifiers and speakers. The complete stage took up almost one of the three full-sized basketball courts in Althouse’s gym. Behind Cathy and Steve’s slightly elevated portable platforms was the large tri-level stage Devin created for our concert. Hanging behind the upper level were two. Peter recognised the change in her tone,and he knew that he wasn't going to be allowed get changed before goingto bed. He went back into the front room and sat down with the twowomen. Miss Jones didn't stay for long after that, and Peter heard his motherask for Susan's phone number before she went. Peter felt a sinkingfeeling; he thought he could guess why. His mother made him staydressed up for the night, and even manicured his nails for him, puttinga clear varnish on them, which made them.