“…m-m-my p-panties! Ohhh, oh god…” She continued to sob. “You sure did,” I replied, still crouching behind her. “There’s a big yellow ...stain, right here.” I used a fingertip to trace the outline of the stain in the crotch of her panties. I put my face close to it and sniffed conspicuously. “You smell like piss too. God—how could you ruin such nice panties like that? I can’t believe you peed in your panties.” Her sobbing increased. I grabbed the camera and took a close-up of the stain, then. I can turn you on when you cannot sleep, and you’re hot and horny.”I winked and cooed, “Looks like someone is reading my mind.”He laughed, “Well baby, great minds do think alike.”I took a sip of my cola and squirmed in my seat, and noticed Dave watching me closely.He flashed me a devilish grin and suggested, “Looks like I am not the only one horny as hell. Let’s get out of here.”I nodded my head in agreement and the two of us stood up and walked out of the restaurant, making sure my body. She briefly wishedthat Davey was still Dave and could just get ready to go without allthis production and drama.She stormed away from the bottom of the stairs and grabbed her purse andshawl. "Jimmy, they have 2 minutes to get their pretty, little assesdown those stairs or you and I are leaving without them!" she saidthrough clenched teeth."Here we come!" Allie announced as she bounced down the stairs with ahuge grin one her face."Where's Davey?" Kari demanded.Allie posed at the bottom of the. "Our first time was actually the same day we crossed the line, about 3 hours later. She called me on my cell and said, "I have my office to myself in an hour, can you meet me here, please, please?" We did it much like horny teenagers, stripping in haste, then proceeding to fuck in as many positions as the large leather chair and oft throw rug on the floor would permit. It was probably 3 or 4 times later that we finally had plenty of time for doing each other artistically, rather than like.