It’s not like this is a date or anything.”“Maybe I just want to do it for a friend.”“Well, okay then. I guess we are kind of best friends no...w.” Then there was her cute smile and her funny little giggle.We found an empty row and Greg went in first, then Emily, then Beth, then me. We plunked ourselves down in the center of the row. Ten minutes into the movie, I wondered why Emily and Greg bothered coming. They were making out and not paying any attention to the movie. I looked at Beth, and she. I instantly realized but she did not react. The animal inside me woke up. I planned on repeating this.I started touching her boob from side making it look like unintentional. Soon she did realize what I am trying to do but she did not say anything. The heat between us is slowly rising. The romantic songs playing are adding fuel to the fire. She slowly moved closer to me. I understood her intention but was not dare enough to take a bold step. I was unable to control and I placed my hand on her. ” I tidied up the place a bit, took a shower and put some more beers in the fridge to cool. At 4:15 I heard a car coming up the drive, and as he got out I thought again what a good-looking guy he is. He was wearing shorts and a faded green polo, and his face had that slightly weathered, reddened but not unattractive look of people who spend a lot of time in the sun. We stuffed the steaks and beers into packs and coolers, put the portable grill in my trunk and drove back down to the road above. My performance at the bridge table however, was only passable. The girls helped me out while I got my bearings so to speak, and in fact the first evening was taken with them instructing me. They played ACOL, which I had heard about but had never played according to its conventions. The conversation was light, and I began to relax. Yes, I had been feeling guilty, not so much for accepting their invitation, but for wanting more and fantasising about them in the comfort of my flat. I was.