.. only yours remains a mystery..." she trailed off. I did not know how to respond, but I could already feel myself starting to blush and shake a litt...e. The girl to my left continued where the other left off. She was easily six feet tall and was slimmer than the prevous, she had naturally blonde hair which lay in thick ringlets and she had a pale complexion, small breasts but a large, shapely ass that jutted out from behind. "So we were wondering..." she said in a playful, coy tone "If you. I got sensation in my short.I asked her to come in and she came inside. She relaxed on sofa. I offered her drink which she took immediately. We said cheers and start drinking. During our chat I came to know that she has recently broke up an she came here to relax herself. We took 3 drink slowly while discussing our life. Now we were having some impact of alcohol and I asked her so how many times you were physically involved with your ex. She said many times.Now I saw that she was giving a bit. This form of communication was part of the need for her to touch me. We spoke mind to mind.Perhaps she could read my mind and delve my deepest thoughts, hopes, and fears. I have no way of knowing and I would not dare ask. I do know that I had none of those abilities. I could converse with her mind to mind, and there were no misunderstandings of meaning. Words have meanings, but people still manage to give alternate definitions to what they hear. When you speak mind to mind, those. I’d TOLD her.“I need a towel out of the bathroom,” I said. Terri bounced off and returned.“Spread it out on the table.” She did.I dumped the first bag. Little round plastic cylinders full of coins.“That’s money, Dad,” Terri said.“Bingo,” I replied. “Old money. Silver. Dimes, quarters, half dollars. Why would I keep such a thing, Terri?”“Intrinsic value,” she said. “What’s silver going for today, Dad?”“It’s been bouncing between sixteen and seventeen bucks an ounce.” I watched my daughter’s.