When we got back to the kitchen the JRTs were licking and cleaning up again, relaxed and not as hyper as before.Jo grabbed me when I reached up to get... two plates for us. I turned and she was hugging me tight from the side, under my arm as I reached up.“Thanks, I needed that, and I loved each and every second of it from the time I looked up and saw you sitting there by that tree, until this very second.”“That goes for me too, Jo ... I hope I don’t spoil it, but I have to ask this or I’ll be. “Will you take my virginity before you leave?” I whispered. Levi sighed. “No, Norrra,” he said gently. “As much as I would be honored to, I want to make sure you’ve thought it through first. You’ve already crossed more lines in the past week of knowing me than you ever have, but this is a big one. I need to know you really want it. I don’t want to hurt you by pushing you further than you mean to go.” Though I was a little crestfallen by this reply, the tenderness of Levi’s delivery really. Her perfume filled his mind, and he didn't remember getting home.When he got to her apartment, feeling strange because of the way the doorman looked at him, even though polite, his mind emptied as she opened the door. The same lovely face, made up with slightly darker lipstick, and heavier mascara, giving her a more sensual look, atop the most spectacular figure he had ever seen. She was over six feet in high heels, with a black halter dress that showed off spectacular big tits. He had felt. We were on our way back from dinner that Saturday night when Fran said, her voice slurred slightly from too much wine, “I have to tell you what happened the other night.” “What’s that?” I asked. “You remember Ann and David, don’t you?” “Yeah.” Ann is Fran’s recently divorced roommate. She’s a pretty girl, maybe a few pounds beyond the ideal, but a couple of those pounds seem to have settled in her generous breasts. Thick.