I sat there somewhat shocked for a few moments, surprised with the two friends of mine. For some reason I felt I knew what was coming next... "Would y...ou like to do it instead?" he said. I found it a bit odd that not only did she ask him but that at the time, he refused. Apparently, he told her he'd ask me. I thought he was mad and I was crazy for considering it. I'd only been with a virgin one time in high school with my high school sweetheart and vowed never to do it again, not that I'd had. What was I thinking! What do I wear? What do I say? Will he like me? Will I like him? No going back! Then I hear the yard gate and know its too late — he's arrived! Using all my inner strength I open the door and plaster on a smile. Phew it's ok; he is still the lovely sweet man who had been chatting to me on the phone trying to figure out my needs and wants. I make coffee and we talked for an hour, how I regretted that hour now. Next time I’ll have him spank as soon he steps in through the. My wife had no idea what I was about to do, nor did my friend. My wife and I were sitting on our loveseat and my friend was in the easy chair engrossed in the movie. I had my arm on the back of the loveseat, around my wife. I slowly put my hand on her back and gently pushed to get her attention. When she just shifted her position, I tapped her on the back again. This time she turned her head and looked at me. With my eyes and a nod of my head, I motioned for her to turn towards me. I lightly. "Ginger was cowering from being intimidated by Marie and from the fear this beautiful woman would leave her when she wanted her and wanted her badly."Bruno," she managed to plead, "don't. We all get along, right?" And turned to Marie for confirmation. "Don't we Marie? I mean we just met and all, but am I right?"Marie sat back down and shook out her third cigarette. "Where's he fit in this?" she said jerking a finger in Bruno's direction."He's the guy that brung me," Ginger said simply."That's.