More like ‘wet humping’, if you ask me.” ********************************** Alice and I first started dating in the tenth grade, when we were ...both sixteen. It was the late early seventies, and while the “sexual revolution” was allegedly in full swing, the reality was that most girls in high school were still saving themselves for marriage, especially in small towns like ours. While there was plenty of “petting” going on, very little of it involved actual touching of naked genitals. There was. “I’ll be right back with your drinks and take your dinner orders,” I told them and just as I turned, the one on the far right - Linda - said, “Ray has a nice ass” followed by another round of laughter.I brought their margaritas back on a serving tray and placed them around the table along with their shots of tequila. There was a small side dish with lime and salt, served with each drink and as soon as all of them had their drinks they salted their hands and held their shot glasses high.“To Ray,. I went behind her and grabbed her ass and hugged from behind she immediately turned back and gave me a slap I came to consciousness I was pleading to her not to shout and create a mess and asked her not to inform my family about it. She was so angry but she managed to calm it, I again asked sorry and went to my bedroom and was very afraid of the post coming problems.After some 20 minutes she came to my room and sat with me and started scolding me and giving advice but when I looked at her I can. "Good. It shouldn't take me too long, but it's got to be done." He filled an ice bucket, got down a glass and a bottle of excellent scotch, then started for the door. "I'll be in my room if you want me. Just keep the noise down for a while."He trudged to his bedroom, closed the door, then crossed to his desk to pour a drink. He hated reports with a passion, and the scotch was necessary to make the job easier. Sitting down, he uncovered his typewriter, inserted paper, then sipped on his drink as.