We settled on a seated position with both my legs off to one side.On Wednesday, after I had finished with my hair and makeup, Cheryl and I just sat an...d talked over coffee. She asked me about school and made sure I answered like a girl. I remembered to be "chatty" and to remain ladylike."When two women meet for the first time, they kind of test each other, like guys do. Only with women, it isn't about being tough and macho, it can be about being refined without being snobby. You'll impress Jill. "Like what?" I asked carefully."Like he was... not really ... like..."I decided to let her off the hook. "Like you could almost see throughhim?"She looked at me strangely. "You saw it, too?" I figured it was just tired eyes or something like that," I told her."Are you guys trying to fuck with my mind?" Gordy asked, practicallyforgotten in the back seat. "What the hell are you talking aboutanyway?" Never mind, Gordy," I told him. "It must have just been a trick of thelight or something." Well,. Times had been much leaner then, for both of us. This was his first time in Paris and, of course, he’d insisted I show him the usual tourist fare. The Tower, The Arc de Triomphe, the Basilica of Sacre-Coeur, Notre Dame, Moulin Rouge, and, of course, the museums. Not that I minded so much. I’d missed his easy going company. Our last visit, had been what I considered the piece de résistance of the tour; The Musee de Louvre. It had been a perfect day, the sun out in full force, the brilliant azure. She continued holding my arms and put her head on my shoulder and watched the movie. Because of this, her boobs were crushing my arms and it felt soo soft. By the time the movie ended, I had a raging hard-on. She got up from the sofa and asked me whether I would like to sleep in her father’s room or here in the hall.I said I prefer sleeping on the floor and I would sleep in the hall itself. She asked me to check whether the doors are closed. But I couldn’t get up as my JUNIOR is fully erected.