“I don’t think he’s getting back up”, she said casually as she reached for her final beer and tried to throw it away in the trash can behind m...e. “Bummsville, what are we gonna do now?” I replied as I chuckled and got up. “It was nice seeing you”, I said as I reached out to hug her. She hesitated momentarily before accepting my advance. I held her far too tightly, yet she allowed me. I held her for far too long, yet she didn’t release me either. Soon my hands no longer had the ability to remain. I objected and said that the entire plan will go as scheduled because though he will get such chance, he was not going to get overboard and try to push things fast. He was very well behaved and never had tried to touch me during these days we were playing and trying to seduce him.I challenged my husband that everything would go on fully according to the plan and only when he puts his hand on my groin portion and starts massaging my groin, lower abdomen, get the feeling of touching my pubic hair. Ever try tying a bow inthe back, and over your head? When I was done, I added a touch oflipstick, and went down to breakfast. Dad wasn't there, and mom wasgracious enough not to laugh. But somehow, I was proud of the fact thatI was able to find the strength to at least try and look nice.After breakfast mom took me to her room and gave me another lesson indoing makeup, but made me do it myself. When I was done, I lookedalmost as good as the day before. Mom said I was done, and I faced thestark. When Jason had informed me of his presence, I almost shat bricks. I wanted to drag Murphy out of the door as quickly as possible so that David wouldn’t see us. In the end I stood there faking a smile and introducing him to my date. That’s not the way I envisioned the two of them meeting. For the rest of the night I felt awkward, but for Murphy’s sake I pretended that everything was well. I was torn. A part of me wanted to continue getting to know Murphy and the other part of me that’s deeply in.