You can go home!"She smiles, "You're right, I can go back home. But Ben will you come with me?"I shake my head, "Sorry Stacy, while you no longer have...your parents chasing you, my problems haven't disappeared."She looks sad, "But we could find someplace together to hide."I answer, "It wouldn't work. You're a celebrity and no matter where you go the paparazzi are going to hunt you down and find you. And then there's Ms. Donaldson. She's still looking for me and if she finds us together she might. We had a family room and a formal living room; she only had a single great room and it was smaller than our formal living room. As she looked around I figured I would try to loosen her up a bit. I went to the bar in the corner and offered her a friendly drink while she looked over my place. Without even turning to look at me she held up her arm and indicated with her fingers she said “Sure hon, Scotch straight up… three fingers” Okay, this gal likes to drink, I thought. Maybe I have enough time. She looked at me. I smiled. "Jennifer, would you be my mate? I want us to be together always"She hugged my neck and kissed me saying, "Yes, yes, a thousand times yes." I pulled her down to me and we kissed some more holding each tightly against the other. She came up for air and said, "However, we are out of food."I grinned and said, "I guess that means that you don't think we can live on love." We could try but I think we'll need more to keep our strength up for our exercises." She grinned.It. Cant see the nipples, too dark, but I imagine them full and erect ready for stroking, sucking and gentle tugging. She turns back to the conversation and I continue to move about the room. Chatting and talking taking in the atmosphere. It is a fine evening stars are out in force and the moon hangs lightly covered in a small array of clouds.Kerrie has moved. Now talking with a woman she knows from town. She moves swaying almost slow dancing as she talks. I watch. Moving closer until I am behind.