”She certainly could not miss the edge in my voice but it didn’t stop her. Hana was holding Naiya and she was sitting next to me. I took a look at... her, but she didn’t show any interest in taking part in this discussion. She knew about my past - and Pam of course knew it all. On the other hand, I had no intention in giving Karen any information she didn’t need to know. Being my ex-fiancée and a journalist both were items that encouraged me even less. I decided to go into the ‘offense’. Clearly, there was an extreme pleasure and shock. She pulled me close to her and, kissing, got back to bed.As I laid naked over her, I pulled the strings of the petticoat. By the time I laid over, I had got it below her legs and pushed it with my feet. It got into the air and fell away. As I laid over her, I adjusted my rock-hard dick between her legs. My dick could feel the juices of her pussy flowing out.Me: Horny bitch! Ready for a fuck.It was hard for her to talk, and she was ready to take. We’ll head home on Sunday morning.”“Stephie is really special to you, isn’t she?”“Yes, she is. Like I said, I like how things are going and don’t want to change them and have no plans to change them.”“But what about Jennifer?”“What about Jennifer? We’re friends, and I hope we’ll be very close friends again. Beyond that? Who knows? Yes, I did call her upcoming visit our ‘second date’, but honestly, right now, right this moment, Stephie is my main girl. Could things change? I know damn well that. The party was at a small restaurant downtown that also had a bar for the workers to drink. I arrived at the restaurant in a taxi. I'd put on a new red dress which was cutting lower than most things I chose to wear at that age. It showed off my large and firm breasts, curving over the top of each mound and revealed inches of soft brown flesh.The drinks were already going down well when I arrived. Terry saw me walk in and came over. He bought me a non-alcoholic drink (I wasn't of age at the time).