She did, and I reached around under them, starting on her stomach.She hissed, and leaned back against me. I stroked her abdomen, my hands going in cir...cles to cover her well. I wasn’t aware there are millions of nerves there, associated with her ovaries, which are connected to her other sexual organs which were currently protected by her panties. I pulled my hands around to do her sides and armpits. She raised her arms without having to be told to.I took the time to squirt more of the lubricant. Hahaha.”“Nuh-uh." I stood firm. "No jizzburger."It was my turn to crack a joke. "So is this what people mean when they cook a nice meal for you and they say, ‘the magic ingredient is love?’” Jeff's face looked more serious. “God I hope not. That’s what my uncle George says about his barbeque.”“Red or Carolina style?”Now it was his turn to say, “eew.”“Honey mustard?”“Okay, now that's just gross.”“Ohhh, I get it," I mused, driving the punchline home. "It's Alabama white, isn't it?”He blanched. My hubby got out the car and she ran to him to give him a big hug, being excited to see him. Back in the car we drove to the shops to get a few things for supper, and then headed home. Pulling into our drive way, we saw Nick and his friend passing a rugby ball in the street. We got out and he came and greeted my husband, I mentioned that Nick helped me change the bathroom light, while he was away. My hubby said thanks and that he appreciated it, (not knowing what actually happened ) they then. I apologized and said that I was already going with someone. She got a sad look on her face.“That’s twice I lost out because someone asked you before me. What about Prom, Steve? You’re a Sophomore and I’m a Junior.”“Sorry, Janet, I have a date already. I’m taking Melanie Spencer, a good friend of mine. Her boyfriend, who is also a good friend of mine, is at OSU and can’t come home for Prom, so I’m standing in for him.”“Oh. I’ll never get to go out with you.”I wondered what the big deal was and.