Totally got off on those. But Tina was still the one I dreamed about mostly.Finally, when I was 14, she was staying at our house and when she fell asl...ep, I slipped into the bed with her. She wore a t-shirt to bed but under it, nothing but bush! I fingered her a little — just until I thought she might wake up — and then spent the rest of the night sniffing one hand and doing myself with the other. Well, I got away with that for a couple nights but finally, I couldn't resist and I put my face. There's a connection with one girl, but I'm also confused by her, and the other girl, if I'm honest, is certainly more about my state of perpetual horniness than any romantic interest.For a while, I've chatted up Linda, a blondish twenty-year-old. She's friendly, talkative, and has a quick smile. Her looks and body make her a cheerleader fantasy for most guys. We've spent a considerable amount of time together talking but, it's become clear she's still in love with an on-and-off-again. [flash] She leaned forward against the counter to emphasize the roundness of her butt. [flash] She spread her legs, her feet in her spike heels about 18 inches apart, [flash] leaning forward, [flash]. Her pussy is really getting warm. The tingle is spreading. She starts to smell the scent of her own arousal. She is so absorbed in her day dream, she didn't hear the front door open as I came home and came to the kitchen to see the chef. I got to the doorway of the kitchen, seeing the camera. "Dude, I'm the head of security for the fuckin' Ambassador, you know?" That's fucking impossible!" Naw, it's a party trick." Yeah?" Yeah. You kind of pick up tricks along the way, you know?" So how did you do that one? I mean, that bottle was bigger than your throat, and you couldn't have planted it before we came in here, right?"The waiter came back with a tray with a selection of beers on it, plus a frosted mug. "I didn't know what you liked, sir, so I took the liberty." Yeah, that one's.