"No, it's okay."

"No, it's okay," you answer. "I want to have a dinner date with you tonight."

"It's a date?" Lisa giggles.

"Well, it's not a date date," you explain. "We're just neighbors having dinner..."

"... and have sex afterwards!" she bubbles.

"Maybe..."

"Maybe?" she frowns. "You don't want to have sex with me?"

"No... I mean yes," you sputter. "You have a tight pussy!"

Lisa blushes.

"I... I just don't want to take advantage of you," you explain. "The other night we were all drunk..."

"I know but I really needed a cock in me that night," she nods. "I need a cock in me tonight."

"It's a date then," you smile as you pull up to Lovecraft Jewellers.