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way home after dropping Jeanne off at her house, my head was spinning. My God, the things that had happened since yesterday when I first saw her at the pig roast! We had started out in the afternoon as two strangers talking over a couple of beers at a picnic table, and had ended up spending the night cuddled nude in my tent after some of the most amazing oral sex I could ever remember receiving, or, for that matter, giving. The sounds Jeanne made as she came on my tongue made the London Philharmonic sound like a kazoo band. Tonight we were going out for dinner on our first real date, and then.... Well, I could hardly wait to find out what would happen then. I was as anxious, and, frankly, nervous as a boy on his first hot date