” She belched loudly, bent double over her knees. Iris dropped to a knee beside her.“Are you okay?” she asked.“Not really.” Breathing ragged...ly through her open mouth, Rebecca tongued back saliva that wanted to leak from the corners. She belched again, wet and loud, and excused herself.Younger-Rebecca took a half-step toward her ailing visitor and though frustrated, looked concerned. “Who are you?” she questioned again.“In a minute, okay? Can you help me up, please?” Iris helped her onto the. Still, she was really, really cute!I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. Frankly, though, I was terrified; I was about to fuck a girl who I had just met less than 10 minutes ago, and I didn't even know her name. We couldn't even communicate with each other, for sakes!We stared at each other, her with her blank expression. What, exactly, did she expect me to do to get things started? She pointed at my hand holding the rubbers and said something in Chinese."Yeah, these are rubbers," I said. We had two more weeks to put everything together. I figured we needed at least two full dress run throughs just to be safe. Jenny was picking up all the moves and throws as fast as anyone I had ever seen; she was a natural. The gear was better than I expected. The cheek and full body padding were great; no one would be expecting the finish that I was planning.Jenny came home at four. We chatted a few minutes and went to the gym to work out and to try out the new gear. We worked out as we. Our discourse continued and the tentative exchange soon escalated into a steady banter. We chatted, for awhile, about movies and cosplay, science fiction, science fact and all kinds of geeky-chic. Anything, to get his mind off the train of fuckall running rampant through that overburdened cranium.Anything to get the blood flow out of the little head and back into my own brain.The conversation lulled into a comfortable silence."Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"His response came soft, almost.