I was undaunted. "Bring it," I grinned.Before long the four of us piled into a taxi and were on our way back to their place. I sat between bottom guy ...and the bearded one, who couldn't keep his hands off my thigh the whole ride. I could see him getting harder and slipped my own hand to his crotch, giving him a few rubs for good measure.We got there and headed upstairs. As soon as we were in the door the clothes started coming off, but bottom guy stopped the action and bade me come with him into. Anyway, so i live in one of those villages on the edge of London, all pretention and four by fours, where the people look at you like dirt if your stock portfolio doesnt size up well enough. These places annoy except the women nearing fifty all look after themselves and love to flirt. I was trying to pick the right apples, often some in the bag are a bit off already so you have to be careful. I was aware there were shelf stackers everywhere and i felt someone brush up against me, pretty close. “Alone?”, Lexie giggled. “Yep, alone.”, I answered. “I wanted to talk to you today but never really found the time to do so. I know that I’m not being fair to you…… God knows my mother reminds me of that all of the time. Sometimes, I almost think she wants to be with you.”, Lexie sighed. “Well, she is hot……”, I answered. “Oh, hush you…… seriously though, I care for you a lot. But I have to be sure that you feel the same about me. But more importantly that you care enough about me to steer clear. For a minute, the fact that her hair and face was now covered in water hadn't mattered any more and she was weak to her knees. Couldn't stand, speak, reach; nothing. And only Brandon could do that to her. Brandon scooped down and turned the water off, capturing her arms to pull her up again. Leading out the shower, he scooped her up by her waist and resumed pressing kisses against her face, carrying her damp body to the bed. It was like last night’s pleasing hours repeating itself again..