Suddenly,she pushed me and gave a hard slap. I did not expect it and it was a hard one. Its paining and tears started to flow from my eyes.I looked at...her and went to my home. Nothing happened till 11 pm. Then she messaged me “sorry”. I did not replied to his text. She messaged many times and then she called me. I attended the call .S- sorryMe- whyS- for hitting youMe- (silence)S- are you angry?Me- yesS- sorryMe- then why you allowed me to hug and kiss you.S- i am starved for it. My husband. But, even to me, it's very warm and comforting. Imagine how she feels." When she first did it, I was a little busy," Warren said with a smirk, making Sophia giggle, "but, when she did it in the middle of the night last night, I watched you guys. It was the most stunningly intimate thing I've ever seen." That's how it feels, too," Sophia said. "I have to tell you, if you had told me that this was going to happen, my first reaction would've been, 'eeew, that's too weird!' Especially last night,. There were a few wolf-whistles, and the auctioneer began his patter, "OK folks, here's Paul, he's 23, and six one. This one is ladies-only, so wants him all to herself for the next twenty-four hours?" A few bids came in, then Paul pulled off his t-shirt, and the bidding sped up, and no wonder, he was ripped! Paul rotated his hips sexily, and slowly unbuckled his belt. He turned his back on the crowd as he let his jeans drop to his feet. He deftly stepped out of them, then winked at me, peeking. But I knew he was looking down my shirt. Then my mother called us for dinner and he got up and helped me up, he grabbed my waist when I stood up. Then he just walked to the kitchen. I sat next to him. He complimented my mothers cooking and talked sports with my dad. I wasnt very interested. But then I felt something warm touch my thigh. It was James hand. I snuck a quick glance at him and he winked then moved his hand back up to the table. He kept touching my thigh. Getting closer and closer.