Do sit down, both of you."The Maitre d' held out our chairs successively and we sat, meremembering first to set my purse on the table, then to smooth ...myskirt as I lowered my bottom into the chair. When I looked up Isaw Lauren and Ashley entering the restaurant at the far end, thelast of our group today, smiling at the manager and gesturingtoward us while he nodded. Ashley was wearing the wide-eyed,curly-topped, ditzy blonde look she cultivated these days despiteher laid-back smarts, and. When no error messages popped up he breathed a sigh of relief.Thirty five minutes later the press started running.An ecstatic Saul thanked Morgan.“How do you know so much about this stuff.” he asked the embarrassed kid.“Well it’s kind of a hobby, I was going to go to college to study computers, but, well you know.”Saul felt a bit sorry for the kid. He had done his National Service with Pete and they had remained good friends so he was aware of Morgan’s story. It was a hell of a lot for a kid to. “Later” she thought. As his tongue danced with hers inside her mouth, she slowly unzipped his jeans. The bulge in his undies shot out of the opening. She slid his jeans off of him, leaving him lying, tortured, in his underwear. There she stood at the end of the bed in her lace bottom, eyeing off his cock hungrily. In a flurry of movement she extracted the member from his underwear, taking them off rapidly. Her hand touched the shaft, which twitched at the sensation. Slowly she wrapped her hand. I didn'tknow, but decided to just relax and enjoy whatever happens. If thatincluded more hints at a blow job, I would do my best.We drove back to my apartment and I assumed that we would get the boysready for the evening. However, once inside Stu was more interested in myoutfit than his."Ok Stephanie, now that we are safe and sound in your apartment. I wantto know what color your panties are?" "I'm not going to tell you Stu," I said, standing in the living room withmy hands on my hips."Fine, if.