” Dana smiled too, knowing the dinner would be impressive. “You have to try the Alfredo, that didn’t come from a jar, he makes that from scratch.... I hate him, he makes me so jealous.”Carol did as she was told, and took a bite of the pasta with sauce, and she smiled once again, unable to comment with more than sounds as she pushed in another fork full.“I told you that would be better than some microwaved meal!” Dana quipped at her friend.We each ate our meal, enjoying the flavors and combinations. She now reached behind her back and undid the bra and let it fall from her shoulders exposing her lush pink nipples and the right one surrounded by the black tattoo .She then pulled and pinched her nipples until they were long and hard. She worked on each breast squeezing and pulling at the nipples and you could see that the breast had become hard and the nipples stood well out and now they were more red than pink. She then moved toward me and spread her stockinged legs, her eyes were closed. I got wetter.We finally arrived and I grabbed my bag as we got out of the car. Lube, condoms (better to have and not need, than need and not have he told me), my jeweled plug, a towel, mints, and hand sanitizer. "The essentials" I had said to myself while getting ready. The parking lot was packed. He held my hand as we walked in and a few heads in the storefront turned to see. I lowered my eyes, not quite ready to see the lust I imagined to be on their faces. Before I knew it, he had paid and. Private parts," I said squirmingly, and in a low tone."About what?" she said loudly."Well, it's about my testicles" I said not looking at her but the carpet in front of the sofa.She stopped knitting again."Go on" she said, more gently than I had expected."Well, I seem to have some aches and discomfort there. I was wondering if I should se a doctor." Are you sure you've not been with a girl and caught something?" she replied accusingly."No mom, honestly" I said.She thought for a moment. "How.