I didn’t care to. If I did, I’d be a lawyer, not an engineer. I didn’t want to be a lawyer, and didn’t care, as long as I never saw either of ...them again and I got my years of hard work and millions spent in research and development back into the correct corral.Then, I got even better news from a new friend, I hoped, the next day. She was free tomorrow night, Thursday night, and wanted to know if we could meet for dinner. I tried my best not to scream ‘YES’ into the phone. It worked. I asked her. I’ve missed your lips so much. You put both hands around my back as you kiss me harder. I pull your head toward mine.You poke your tongue out and poke my lips. I poke mine out and taste yours. You push your tongue forward, and I let it slide into my mouth. I rub my hands hesitantly up and down your sides as you taste the inside of my mouth. You slide your hands to my lower back “Mm.” I pull my head away. “My room?”I lead you up upstairs and to the right into my bedroom, closing the door behind. ”Rising from her chair, Claire said, “Come in, Trupti. Have a seat and make yourself comfortable. We don’t bite.”Trupti went over to the nearest chair and sat down like a good guest. She looked around nervously and then said, “Thank you.”“You’re a polite little thing,” Gail said smiling at the young woman.Trupti didn’t know how to respond. The woman next to her said, “I’m Liz. I don’t know if Jack told you, but he suggested that it might be mutually beneficial for us if you rent a room from. He always made sure to pay it back, with interest, especially when Mary had creative ideas like this.As he got up to the bedroom door, he saw a pair of panties hanging from the doorknob and noticed the giant wet spot on them. His nose immediately picked up on Mary’s scent, and he could tell these were the same panties she sent in her picture. His imagination, combined with her scent, had its intended effect: he was hard and ready to go. He reached for the doorknob, only to find it.