"I think we're in deep shit, Eddie," I said.My brother always had the cooler head and this was no exception. "Maybe, but maybe not, Jen. I mean they k...now were not virgins. If you ask me, I think they already knew." Do you think so?" Yeah, I do. Think about it, Jen. They have seen us sleeping together before and never said anything about it." True, but there's a big difference between sleeping and what we were doing, Eddie." Jen, are you ashamed or guilty about having sex with me?" No, of course. We spent the night dancing. By the last song, my hand was around her waist and we were barely a millimeter apart from each other.And we realized how uncomfortable we were making the other guests. The middle-aged couples trying to ignore our existence or shielding their c***dren’s eyes from us. But it didn’t faze us. We went back to the bar for one last drink, our conversation turns to love and relationships.I couldn’t keep my eyes off her and nor could I stop telling her all the reasons why.. She has a lsight 6 pack and a great smileDan is lean and looks like a tennis player. His dick is a bit bigger than average"Where are you from " Cindi aked"New Jersey" Dan repled"We're from California" Cindi informed themWE chatted for about half an hour and then we headed to the water and played in the wavesWe headed back to the blanket and filled our drinks"Soooooooooo... Susan asked. Do you like watching?" Yes, definitely" Cindi quickly repliedI nodded yes as Susan began stroking Dan in front. I guess I was presentable. The receptionist actually seemed to look enviously at Laurel.We walked four blocks to an Italian restaurant I knew that was on Wisconsin Avenue, and which played arias from Italian operas. When we entered, the restaurant’s music system was playing “E lucevan le stelle E “ which I recognized from Giacomo Puccini’s Tosca. In this Cavaradossi, who has been unjustly sentenced to death, thinks of the woman he loves, and.