"Not just yet. I have a feeling this is going to work out better than you think." Okay." She says, snuggling up against me. "Anyway." She adds. "I don...'t want it to spoil our evening." "It won't." I tell her, squeezing her to me and breathing in her perfume.Our first stop in New York is at the hotel, so we can drop our overnight bags, and change before going to dinner. When Connie asks the desk clerk to change our room from one king-sized bed to two double beds, he informs her that they are. She asked me if I was going to fuck Melissa, so I admitted that I was going to try. I told her that I wanted her to have sex with John but if she wouldn't do that, I wanted her to at least let him touch her breasts again.Jan was silent and looked away from me for a long time. I thought I had upset her and she was going to refuse, but after what seemed like several minutes of silence, she asked, "Is this what you really want?" I told her that I could care less if I scored with Melissa but I. You can feel the moment closing in: balls start to tighten up, an electric feeling warming your testicles and rising up your shaft, your brain starts to shut down as your prostate takes over all thought processes.It's your first time with this girl, so as you near the point of no return you do the gentlemanly thing by warning her in a breathy whisper. She does that magical bit you long for, that lets you know she might be a keeper; she glances up with those big sexy eyes of hers and simply. She came backwith the two glasses and was about to ask what the clothes were doingthere (and whose were they?), when she caught sight of the Francisbehind Frannie. Her hand flew to her mouth, and she couldn't say a wordat first. Eventually, she found her voice: "You're Francis - from nextdoor!"In time, of course, Mum came round to the idea. She checked Frances'shair for nits - a major problem at that time and place - but nothingwas going to live in the filth of next door, not nits, not lice,.