Had she lived, things would have been so different as to be unrecognizable, and I wondered, briefly, what they might have been like.As I neared the en... of my run, I pushed those ‘What if?’ thoughts from my mind, and simply savored the old memories. Of first seeing a cute blonde girl sitting in the seat behind mine in homeroom. Of the first time I heard her voice. Of our first kiss which led to a single glorious afternoon in my bed. Of our plans for the future. And, something I certainly didn’t. Her body was on an air mattress that kept the inflexible concrete floor from the radiating heat and inflexible hardness. Lilly was an attractive gal, with a slim body. Obviously, her boobs were beneath her, but I could see her long blond hair stretched well below her shoulders. She was awake and beside her was an issue of National Geographic with the Statue of Liberty on the front cover and a half full glass of what appeared to be lemonade with a straw extending from the top with lipstick on. So technically I had seven orgasms with him that day. That was nine years ago, and I still fondly remember every one of those trembling orgasms.I think we would have both been there all night, until sunrise, and we would have both been in big trouble with his parents, and with mine.But the field caretaker showed up to freshly mark the fading yard lines on the field. You never saw two people dress so quickly and skedaddle the hell out of there faster, before we could get caught.That night in. ’ Rachel did as the whisper instructed. Had the sensations in her sex not been so exquisite, she would have felt foolish on her knees and one free hand. The flowing water nipped at her nipples as they dangled just at the surface. The pleasure of the finger overpowered every other thought. ‘I shall enter you now, but do not stop touching yourself.’ The hand remained a cool presence on her shoulder, and Rachel dared not move. The feeling of fullness was the exact feeling that Miles caused when he.