I was about to buzz again when she finally answered.“Yes hello.” came her voice through the speaker.“Yeh hey it’s me Sam.” I said“Oh hi Sa.... Come on up.” Came the reply from the crackly speaker.I climbed up some stairs and pushed through the door into her apartment. I couldn’t see her so I assumed she was in the bedroom. “Hey Cass I brought over a few beers.” I called out.“Awesome! Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be out in a minute.” She yelled from behind the closed bedroom door.Her apartment. " I whispered as I drew shapes in the air, only for it to form into a bright blue symbol. I grabbed the symbol and slammed it on top of the previous mark on his arm."AHH!!! FUCK!!!!" He yelled."Sorry! Sorry." I said, gently stroking his arm, trying to soothe and comfort him. The pain was only the beginning. "How close are we? He's losing his grip." I calmly asked the driver as Max started shaking and grunting."What do you mean, 'losing his grip'? He was just fine a second ago. But alright I. Fuck, even the way she said that was sexy. I pull away from the club reluctantly as they all disappear inside.All the rest of my shift I can't stop thinking about them, it passes in a series of blurs, people coming and going in and out of my car. I can still smell thier sweet perfume. Can still imagine that little red bush and those big firm tits. I even catch myself rubbing my dick through my trousers as I drive. I think about burying my head in the sultry one's tits. Pressing my face into the. I wondered if it was a connection or if it I was just that obvious. The answer to that would come later, I was sure.“Birgit and I talked about everything when she was alive. I remember the first time I heard about you from Birgit. It must have been right around the time you wrote the volleyball article. She told me that there was a really nice, sweet guy who she was friends with but was afraid to get involved with because she would only be in the US for a short time. That guy was you,.