Lori didn't resist me. Our mouths locked together and I found her tongue. The beers got set down on the table nearby as we were kissing passionately.I... slowly undid the ties to her top and I worked my hands down to her waist and pushed the shorts down to the floor. I found one of those hard nipples and began sucking on it. Lori was moaning now and she threw her chest out to me. I can't begin to tell you how badly I wanted her now.I took her by the hand and led her back to my bedroom. I had her. People walked by us as she stood there, staring at me with some kind of distrusting expression. Eventually, she turned and practically ran away.I turned to Kevin. “What the hell was that?”Kevin turned to me and sported a massive shit-eating grin. “Oh, Quinn, you wonderful bastard you…”“What?! What did I do?” I sputtered.Of course he never answered me. It was clear that our conversation rattled her somehow though. Was she maybe a friend of Taylor’s? Did she know something? Was the word getting. Told me that people are staring at her as she’s walking awkwardly and that it’s tickling her and she wants to pee. I told her to control herself and that I want the banana in her when she gets back home. She called me up again after about 45 minutes saying she’s downstairs and she need help. I took the lift and saw her standing very awkwardly in a corner. She was in tears when she saw me and told me that she came in her panty and also peed and that the mixture of banana, her pee and cum was all. She swung her legs from the bed, the gown falling to her ankles as she stood. Beneath the gown she was naked, and her nipples protruded enticingly against the clinging nylon. She started for the bathroom, thenchanged her mind. She entered the hall and walked purposefully to the hallbathroom. She turned on the light, sliding her gown to her hips. She saton the toilet, and before she started to piss, she noticed a pair of her son's jockey shorts lying on top of the linen hamper. Without.