She was apparently just getting out of the shower when he knocked on her bedroom door. ‘Just a minute,’ she answered. ‘I’ll be out here.’ Sh...e came out a minute or so later, wearing a red beach towel wrapped under a white terrycloth robe. ‘You ready?’ she asked, perhaps a bit more nervous now than she had been when he first met her. ‘As I’ll ever be. I’ll need your name, date of birth, phone number and whatever you can tell me about your ex-boyfriend. ‘Debbie Wassermann,’ she began, and he had. I was flaunting my nakedness in front of him, sensing he was getting a secret thrill out of looking at me, 'Are you lactating yet baby? I looked down suddenly realizing I was still wearing my brassiere, 'Oh shit', I exclaimed, I thought I had taken this off and reached behind to unsnap it, 'No baby, leave it on, it emphasizes your beauty' and his eyes dropped onto my exposed crotch, I was sitting on the edge of the cushion, my thighs open, blatantly exposed, I looked down and back up at him,. I know she has had a few guys, so sex is not new to her. I also know not one of those guys could ever make love to her as I can. I move us into the shower. Meg hesitantly puts her arms around my neck, pulling my head towards hers. She kisses me, not the soft playful kisses from before. This time, her kisses are hungry and insistent, needy. Her kisses get more firm; she is letting go and giving into what she is feeling.She drops her hands drop from my neck, running them down my body. I move my. I wasn't far behind her with George behind me and Bill and Cindy following in the rear... "Hey Mikey! Why don't you lock the door a little early tonight and come join us?" Bill yelled to the bartender... he was more than happy to oblige. Rock shoved Sara through the men's room door, followed closely by myself and the rest of the gang. The bathroom was disgustingly dirty and grimey, like it hadn't been cleaned in months, to put it nicely. Next to the sinks here were 2 stalls with no doors,.