I understand," she said."I doubt it," I said, "I sincerely doubt it." Well, damn you then, Uly. And, for the record, I do understand; well, I do now, ...and you saying different doesn't make what you say so," she said."Yeah, whatever, but you really don't have any idea how bad it's been for me, Penelope 'Morgan.' Not a clue. But, just so there'll be no big assed doubt in your mind."Since you destroyed me I've been unable to have any kind of relationship with any woman on a close or emotional. We ended our second date with a fairly hot make-out session when I found an out-of-the-way place to park for forty-five minutes.I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Vicky and I ended tonight by calling our dads and announcing we wouldn’t be home until the morning. I am twenty-three. She’s twenty-one. We’re both adults and fully capable of making a decision whether to go to rent a hotel room and share intimacies for a night. I figured I had about a fifty-fifty chance of using the condoms I bought. “Salutations and a good evening to you, kind sir.”The formal language of a life almost forgotten sounded strange upon my tongue, and yet strangely calming. I could simply pretend that this was a chance encounter while taking a leisurely stroll through the streets of London.Again, the cat-like being spoke, and again, the sounds the slipped off his tongue were unfamiliar, so I repeated my words in my native language.“Des salutations et une bonne soirée à vous, monsieur.”He responded with a. Suddenly the door opened and one of the guys that had booked us was standing there, we must have looked a sight, me playing with his rock hard cock and him pulling at my nipples through my leotard. He seemed a bit embarrassed and said we had two minutes, i giggled and he left, Mark was now starting to panic as his cock would not go down so i told him to look away from me for a bit.This seemed to work although he had quite a bulge in his trunks, and we were lead out to a concert hall. Marked.