”She shook out another cigarette and chain-lit it from heralmost finished cigarette as she flipped her notebook to aclean page. With the new cig...rette dangling from her lips,she suggested “I’m all ears.”“Where do I start? I suppose that I owe you an answer andreason as to why I moved in with Priscilla and quit thepaper. Yes, you were right. I was sleeping with her andignoring your suggestions for a date. After my first full dayworking in the Research Department on. “You knew, you knew you were going to die?” My eyes held just a glimmer of my tears. Camryn’s were now leaking them down her face. “They said you would have in another day, and if I didn’t hear you screaming when you, you did this, it would only take an hour or two.” I looked down to my casted arm.“I thought that I would at least loose this.”“They said something about your blood loss or transfusion or something, and that helped keep your arm.” She looked into my eyes for several seconds. . Funny how religious and chaste I can be around girls!She said “Maybe I left it here on the couch.” She leaned forward giving quit a scene of her ass in this very tight jeans. I felt an imminent hard on right away. I stepped back a little and she looked back at me smiling and said: “You are not helping!” I replied “I don’t see it! Maybe you lost it somewhere else!” She gave me quit a look then she went on fours searching under the couch. Oh, this time her ass was about to pop out from her jeans.. She smiled, triumphant, and sat back in the couch, nibbling on her fingernail as she watched me with rapt attention.With trembling hands, I reached down and touched the top of her foot, relishing the silky softness of her hose and the warmth of her skin. She flinched at my caress and her toes curled, digging into my thigh. I became fixated by the contrast of her white pantyhose and my black pantyhose, the feeling of contact and slippery friction between us as I stroked her foot. Then she.