When we sat across from each other looking at our menus I commented, “You look kind of, tousled is the word, I think.”Michelle squinted at me. “...And what does that mean?”“You know what it means.”She whispered, "That I’ve been well-fucked?"I laughed. “So how do I look?”“Like your usual self.”When our food came I was feeling less jittery and in a more expansive mood. “I bet some famous people have been in that theater. Like Dion DiMucci, he was...”“I know, Dion and the Belmonts.”“Well, Belmont,. ”“Not everyone is quite as open-minded as you are, Jill,” George replied, “You might be making a mess of a good friendship, if you keep this up.”“Trust me,” she replied, “Also get me food.”George winked at her, and picked up the phone, and ordered two full breakfasts.“There, it’ll be here in 15 minutes. Now get dressed!”“We could do a lot in 15 minutes,” she winked at him.Twelve minutes later, George was getting re-dressed, and Jill was putting on a pair of faded cut-off jean shorts and a light. “Really?’ she says as her voice cracks.“Yeah, she would be in a sexy outfit like this with her panties pulled down to her knees. I imagine that I’m her caddy and I’m fucking and cumming in her ass just before she steps up to play the hole. I pull up her panties after cumming in her, pat her lovingly on her round ass and wish her well in the tournament.” He continues. “Then I work the tournament as her caddy, thinking about her cum filled ass while she moves from hole to hole, winning it.”“Wow,. "Well, it's going to hurt, for one thing, second, we're not on the pill, and third, oh, I don't know. Whatever," I replied."Look, Linda, we can take care of our cherries, I know where my mom keeps her penis-things, her dildos, and she's got one that will surely do the trick ahead of time. And, hell, I don't mind going to the drugstore and buying some condoms. We can do it all ahead of time. And, Linda, if you don't want to do anything, you can just leave and go home. We'll give him a birthday.