“That’s good. He looks like he needs religion.” She smirked.“Yes. It will be good for him. He also likes dark beer.”She made an “oh” wit... her lips. I surface dived and then swam a few laps. Jam kept up with me and I wasn’t taking it easy. We got out and went to where my stuff was located. He said, “Jar, why don’t you move your stuff over where Mason and Anna are sitting? My stuff is there and there’s room for you.” I smiled and nodded. There wasn’t much to carry but he helped.We lay in the sun. But she wouldn't. Her orgasm would end, and she would spend the next days trying to convince herself that this was not a big deal. It probably wasn't that great, anyway. Sure, she would still think about it, from time to time, and she would masturbate, but she knew she would spend most of her time trying to fight these feelings and thoughts.No, she couldn't move. She had to be here. She had to see it.She didn't have the nerve to join. She was pretty sure she would never have it. But she wanted. It made me feel something special in my heart. So I..." she giggles. "I pretended that I needed help with my homework, just so that I could come over to your house... and uhh... well, you know the rest." she blushes. Michael smiles and blushes. "After that, I started to fall in love with you. I'm just glad that I followed my heart that day, because now... I can't possibly be happier that you're about to be my husband. I love you so much."The crowd again claps and cheers, with some of them even. She puts thelipstick in her tote. She picked out some brushes, bb cream, and make upremover. As we walked over to the counter to pay and the line issomewhat long. "Hey why don't you go ahead and get us a spot inside. Itlooks like it's going to be a wait."I went ahead and found us nice corner spot in the coffee shop, with thosebig comfy chairs facing each other. I ordered for us. She finds me inthe place and sat in front of me and placed the bag next to her. We werechatting for a bit.