. a sports orientated guy I was still in my tracksuit, a little tight in hindsight it's probably what got it started! Walking in Richard let's call hi... Richard, looked at me, a little strangely , catching a little glint in his eye as he perused me, eyes lingering on my mid-section just a touch too long, asking me to sit, his first words told me I was in pretty much a lot of trouble, "son you will be lucky to stay in school after this" I was shocked as he reeled of complaints about me looking at. Their mouths touched, lips only, then Adam lightly ran his tongue along her lower lip. His right hand moved behind Eve’s head, caressing her long graceful neck, gently drawing this beautiful young woman further into his irresistible embrace. His lips pressed themselves deeper into his target, tongue insinuating between her crimson lips. She conceded, their tongues tangled, tussled, explored orally and their sensitive perimetrics, breathing in each other’s sweet exhalations. ‘My place is out …. 'After five minutes, he gently pushed my lips off his. "Damn, are you in love with me now?" Maybe," I replied, moving over so I could get under his blanket.He followed me, and we cuddled together for a few minutes. We just held one another closely as his wood remained out. I could've easily snatched it, but I didn't. I just enjoyed his presence for the time being.Ten minutes later, he had us both get on our sides. "You are ravishing, Susanna," he praised me, moving some hair out of my eyes.. After returning to New Jersey from my left coast finale, I moved into a trailer I shared with a buddy from high school. It was tight, but there was just enough room for my guitar, my blues records, and me. I bought an old BSA Gold Star 650 motorcycle and spent the beginning of 1980 traveling up and down the East Coast on the bike. You could always tell where I had last parked it by the oil stains on the pavement, but it ran well and more importantly, it looked damn cool. By summer I had settled.