(Horray for drinking! I hope you had fun :))<br/><br/>Keith was alight with desire and happiness, he was blushing and his breathing was a bit shallow after their kiss. He wanted to take her right then and there, to move her into the changing room and make passionate love to her. His feet moved of their own volition taking two steps forward to follow her as she left to go change, but then he forced himself to stop. "No, don't do anything rude. If she wants you, she'll ask for you" Keith thought to himself as he forced composure onto himself, but this was a strained composure.<br/><br/>Keith imagination was was on fire, so many vivid, lurid images of them making love that it was hard to think at all. He wanted them to be intimately close again, to make love and then snuggle under the blankets, but he knew he had to earn that