Brian kept his hand on my stockinged thigh and without hesitation I placed my hand over his. He immediately turned his hand and our fingers interlaced in the time-honoured lover’s grip! What lightning streaked through my body at this time. I had never experienced anything like it and actually felt faint for a few seconds after which I relaxed and relished the fact that Brian and I were secretly holding hands under the table and nobody else knew. His girlfriend Barbara seemed quite oblivious to what was going on under the table.
Alas, we eventually finished our milkshakes and as I stood to leave I remembered to give my skirt a tug to make sure it was not caught up. We walked home to my house where Mrs Johnson picked up the other three. I had an early lunch so that I could get ready for the skating.
