"You pick out a record while I open the wine," Angie directed.Good gosh, he was hard to talk to! And he kept looking at her in that insinuating way. S...he must reach the front door first to warn Doug. She kept hoping the doorbell would ring soon.Brad pretended to look for a record. Is she nervous! he thought. Those two must have been up to something. I'm going to be there when old Douggie boy steps in the door. He put a record on and turned the volume down low so he could hear the doorbell.Angie. ..that may be an option for another time. Later when I mentioned that to her, she thought it would be fun. We will have to go back to that bar some time!Anyway, we settled up the tab and left for an inexpensive motel. We got a room and when we got inside, there were a few seconds of hesitation and awkwardness, then we attacked each other passionately. And boy, can she kiss! Deep kissing, running our hands over each other's bodies, and as her hand rubbed my crotch, she purred as she felt my cock. When Kimmy said it, it sounded so simple. Why was I grappling with my feelings so much? Was having sex with a couple of guys so wrong? Was it wrong if JR did the same thing? The real question was could I handle it if JR did—or if I did? I needed time to think, something I seemed to be doing a lot of lately.When I showered with the guys, I let them wash me and do the things they normally did. I didn't let any of them finger me long enough to make me come. After PE, I met JR in the hall."How was. He sat down heavily onto the divan, deciding to rest for a minute as the room emptied."Hi, Harry," said a soft voice from his rear.Harry turned to see a pair of sculpted thighs. His eyes traveled upward across flawless skin to a flat tummy. Then he beheld a pair of full, perky breasts overlaid by a cascade of thick red hair. At the sight of all that red hair, Harry's eyes jumped up to the face of Jenny Weasley. "Jenny," he said, thoroughly shocked, "what are you doing here?"She giggled and.