It was of him placing Ryan's salad down without looking and the salad ending up in Ryan's lap.When the guy left I decided this was a good time to teas...e Ryan."You better be sweet to me, Honey. It looks like I have options."He grinned and told me, "You better make sure the guy can pay the house mortgage."I was relieved at that, since Ryan can get jealous at times, but tonight he wasn't feeling threatened. Perhaps he knew me well enough by now to know that I was his alone.As we talked and chatted. “I know. And knowing is half the battle.” I reached out for her cheek. She reached up and held my hand to it. “Look, I mentioned before about being feminine and all. I’m a lover of the feminine. I really am. Dresses, hose, heels, all that. Girls just don’t seem to want to do that anymore.”“I do. I like them. I’m wearing slacks ‘cause it was supposed to be windy and cold today. I’m not studying meteorology or anything, but I know how to dress when the weather girl is calling for snow snakes.”. I could feel over my tank top that my nipples were already getting hard. I imagined what it would feel like to have his lips on them, what it would feel like to have him sucking on them, what it would feel like for his hands touching them. I move my hands down more towards my pussy, where I can start to feel myself getting wet. As I slide my hand between my legs, I can feel my panties are moist. All I am is thinking about him touching me and his eyes on me, and I am getting so turned on. I. I got him for Psychology." "And you're gonna have him for Biology, too, aren't you? You're such a slut, Rosie!" Naomi giggled. "You have no idea," I mumbled as I put on my bracelet. I got my purse ready and checked to make sure I had my lipstick, my brush, cell phone. I was almost ready. I looked up as my daddy came into my room. "Rosie, your date's here," he said closing the door behind him. "Okay I just need a few minutes,"I said, crossing to the bed. "Is that your dad?" Naomi asked, hushed.