”“Gotta be a north Memphis chick with all that eye rolling you were doin a minute ago.”“I’m from Walker Homes thank you very much.”“Smal... world, I was there for a minute but moved out east as a c***d.”Anastasia finally loosened up slightly, and I pulled her into me just a little more.“You kinda bold pullin me in like this. Not too many dudes do that, they act like they scared of me.” I recognized a little slang, she was finally dropping that “proper girl” act and got real.“To be honest, you. "I think I knew that. But it was nice to hear, anyway. I really do like reading more than partying. I suppose I always did; I just forgot. But I worry about my image, more than I should. Reading Shakespeare and getting good grades just is not done in my crowd." Actually, Soph, you do other things that I'd bet aren't done much in your crowd. And that's not even including having a preppie boyfriend." OK, what else?" Sophia chuckled."I'd bet not many of your friends are Beatlemaniacs. And then. Drool is hanging from my slack lips. That's when you realize I'm playing with myself and enjoying it. You feel a twitch between your legs. As you watch closer you think I'm slowly finger fucking my own ass. You feel repulsed and it turns you on.Embarrassed, you turn away and start back to your room. You hear me moan again and again. The thought of what I'm doing feels strange, but being a guy you begin to wonder. That's when you notice you are getting excited and curious.You return to my. Oder hatte ich ihn in dieser dämmerigen Beleuchtung einfach nur übersehen? "Das ist doch genau was ich gesucht habe!" schoss es mir durch den Kopf. Einen kleinen Beistelltisch mit einer Schublade, die dunkelrote Lackierung und die goldenen Beschläge gaben den ganzen einen Orientalischen Touch. "Ahhhh, ein schönes Stück Sie haben ausgesucht!"Ich zuckte zusammen, denn ich hatte den alten Mann nicht näher kommen gehört. Sichtlich amüsiert über meine Reaktion zwinkerte er mir zu und strich beinahe.