. wrestling with her hormones and all that." Do you think she's having sex?" I ... I don't know. Again, I don't know. I wouldn't be surprised. But, wh... knows? I'll just have to talk to her, soon. And I'll see what I can find out. I just hope I haven't scarred her in some way. That's what I was always so afraid of." I know," he said. "I have to own some of it too, you know." Oh, I won't argue with you there," I replied, with a touch of sarcasm. "You got everything started. And you were pushy. A wry smile spread across her face at the realisation. Steph began unknowingly and imperceptibly to ever so slowly; ever so gently rock her hips.At that moment time appeared stopped, everything around us seemed to fade out of view, as if being pushed away by some force that trapped us in a bubble where only we existed, no sound pervaded this space, only the sounds of are breathing hastening in tandem with our heartbeats. I felt something special was happening.Her gaze never left mine; her eyes. Your hand finds the zipper at the back of my skirt and slowly you slide it down over my hips and ass, trailing your hands in its path to the floor. You lift each foot gently from its entanglement and toss the skirt away. You take in the sight of me standing there, wearing only a black bra, garter, stockings and shoes. You lay on the floor between my legs and run your hands up the inside of my legs, nudging me to spread them further apart. You raise your body up to taste Miss Juicy and bring me. I noticed that Maxie went and lay at Jordan's feet. 'I guess Maxie has adopted Jordan' I thought."Trish," I started, "I hope you don't feel I was interfering in your affairs. When I came back from my run this afternoon, I couldn't help but notice Jordan sitting on the steps, crying, and I asked if there was anything I could do to help. It seemed to me, after talking to Jordan for a few minutes, that she needed a shoulder to cry on."Trish started to cry and Jordan ran and got a tissue for her.