Don't Answer Alice. Not Falling for that Boobie Trap.

I shook my head, “I'm pretty sure there isn't a safe answer that you won't try and **** me with later.” No matter what, she'd get me to admit that I thought her sister was hot as hell and then rub it in my face.

“He is learning,” Alice giggled, “Smooth move with mom by the way.”

“Thanks. Speaking of which, your girl Brit sent me another pic.” I pulled my phone out and brought up the pic of Brit, Christy, and the popsicle.

“Yeah she sent it to me as well.” Alice covered her mouth and laughed as she looked at the picture and scrolled back to the others of Brit sucking the thing, “I love those crazy bitches.”

“You ever do that? Send pics to mess with your girlfriends' guy?”

“No. Truthfully, Brit hasn't either, but she likes messing with you because she trusts you and you are with me.” Alice said and went scrolling through the others Brit had sent..

“Great.”

“Oh come on! You can't tell me this isn't sexy as fuck.” Alice held up the picture of Brit licking the popsicle.

“Yes. But I have a girlfriend,” I smiled at Alice.

“Oh so I am your girlfriend now?” Alice teased.

“Until you say otherwise I am going with it. Unless you rather me introduce you to everyone as my dirty little bitch at the rehearsal?”

“Promise?” Alice sat up and put her hands together and looked at me with her big eyes.

“No,” I shook my head. I could see the looks on my family's face now if I did.

“Tease.,” Alice pouted, playfully crossing her arms and sulking. “So, did you like the picture I sent you?”

“Yes,” I smiled.

“I was hoping you would send me something back.”

“Alice,” I shook my head.

“Just saying, sweetie.”

“I've just never sent a pic like that and even your pictures are censored so you don't show anything," I frowned, "but you're asking me to show you everything.”

“Fair enough. I'll send you a picture of my tits later,” Alice said, grinning at me.

“Alice. That is not what I meant,” I shook my head at her.

“I know. I'm not trying to pressure you into anything but you have seen them and I want to have something to look at when you aren't around. I won't bug you about it again. I'll wait 'til you are ready before I see the D,” Alice said softly, touching my shoulder.

“Thank you.”

“Of course! I love you and don't want to rush things and fuck it up.” Alice smiled, “and then later when you do send me a pic, maybe I'll send _you _a picture of my putty tat when I am ready.”

“Alice,” I gave her a look as she giggled.

“What? Fair is fair, right?” Alice bit her tongue. She was totally baiting me.

“Changing the subject now. Where would you like to go on our date?" I shrugged, "I'm not sure what sort of things you are into.”

“Nope. You suggested it so you have to come up with ideas. How about we just try and make it a fun first date." Alice looked at me thoughtfully, "you are probably thinking a nice dinner or something but let's just do something fun that you'll enjoy, so there's no pressure. What if it were just you and Ginny hanging out? Where would you choose to go then?” Alice smiled and tucked my phone back into my pocket.

“I don't know," I shrugged. "Putt putt maybe. There is a little park down the road.”

“That could be fun,” Alice smiled.

“You play?” I glanced over for a second before looking back at the road.

“Never have... but you can teach me,” Alice shrugged.

“Okay. They have other games and such, or we can do go-carts if mini golf turns out not to be your thing.”

“I think I'd like putt putt, but that could be fun as well. Though we'd have to have separate cars so I can try and beat your ass!” Alice smiled and gave me a playful push.

“Fair enough,” I nodded. “Do you like bowling or pool?” I asked, thinking of ideas for later if that was a bust.

“I have played pool a few times at my cousin's, but I can't say I am any good, though it was fun," Alice replied. "I've never tried bowling but I wouldn't mind giving it a go.”

“How have you never gone bowling?” I threw her a disbelieving glance.

“I guess it was just to low brow for mom and dad,” Alice shrugged.

“Might have to get you to go slumming and try it then,” I joked.

“And, I might have to dress you up one day and bring you out to the country club and onto the tennis court,” Alice retorted, sticking her tongue out.

“Oh, I bet your dad would _love _that,” I shook my head at the thought.

“Yet another reason to do it,” Alice smiled.

“When is he coming home?”

“Tomorrow maybe. Don't worry. Mom will put in a good word for you and no matter what he says I am not breaking up with you.”

“Thank you,” I smiled.

“Of course,” Alice said, laying her hand on my thigh. “But if I do end up breaking up with you, Christy apparently likes giving blow jobs and tit fucking.”

“Oh, come on!” I exclaimed.

“I think it is my turn to ask you some questions now since I have you hostage and you can't go anywhere” Alice grinned, turning toward me in the seat.

“Oh god,” I rolled my eyes.

“First girl you ever kissed?”

“Really? I don't want to know who the first guy you ever kissed was,” I shook my head.

“Yes, really. I want to know,” Alice replied.