I can toss my dirty sock in the middle of the living room floor, eat greasy take out in front of the TV, and even meet my pals out to watch the game o...n the big screen down at the corner bar. But, at the end of the night, I go to bed alone in an empty house.Truth is, I miss Katie when she's gone. I get teased quite a bit because I admit that I miss her, but hey, it's true. There's just something about her that always makes me feel better. We've been together over two years, and I am not the. As I walk back to the table she sees me and stand up to greet me. “OMG, she looks amazing!” I say to myself...she has on a short red dress and black patent open toe platfom pumps. We hug and share a very passionate kiss – I am 4” shorter than her so have to get on my toes to kiss her. Our kiss lingers and I know that others in the restaurant are watching as the two girls kiss each other, but I dont care and neither does Carrie. We break our kiss after 20 seconds and sit at the table. She pours. She was so sexy all day, but never hinted at anything more sexual than a passionate kiss every once in a while.We walked back to the car and she leaned into me asked about getting a room for the night. My jaw hit the ground and I didn’t know what to say. After some fumbling I said, "Sure if you want," but was wondering what she had in mind because we had never spent a complete night together. “I hate to ask, but are we talking about separate rooms here?” She laughed and said, “Only if you want. “Well I wouldn’t,” Charlene countered, “if I wasn’t wearing at least a t-shirt and panties under it… But since I am...” Charlene turned loose of the robe, took it off and tossed it toward the bedrooms. The t-shirt was thin, even more so than the purple one she had been wearing the night before. And it was short, leaving a good bit of her stomach bare and her panties, which were as flimsy as the shirt, very much exposed. She spread her arms across the back of the couch, assuring Tommy and Blake.