"Wakey, wakey!" said Elizabeth, her arms stretched wide as she parted the curtains of their London Flat, overlooking St. James' Park."Good God woman. ...hat time is it?" mumbled James."It's time to enjoy a beautiful sunrise." I'm still asleep." Not anymore!" she said getting into bed beside him. She was naked and that never failed to get a reaction. She snuggled up to him and he could smell the fragrance she always seemed to wear. It was a fragrance with a lingering smell like lavender. He liked. She playfully dropped the loose end all by itself at times, other times; she would pay attention to the lonesome warrior and pay homage by carefully rolling it up her left wrist. This unique way of wearing sari gifted on the students a rare view, of a feminine quality that was waiting to be expressed; a woman’s encroachment on a naïve teenager’s psyche, a desire and wanton that met halfway behind her back while she turned over to jot something on the board, something infinitely unimportant, for. I made the short drive over to Cara’s apartment. Just as the note had stated the door was unlocked.I opened the door slightly with a light knock. “Knock, knock, anybody home” I asked?From her bedroom I heard her respond, “Hey, you came! I’m so happy! Please make yourself at home. I’ll be out in a minute.”I felt a little nervous just standing there. I decided to go in to the kitchen and see if she had a beer or something in the fridge. Sure, enough there were a few cold ones staring at me.I. “Gone for the weekend. Isn’t that convenient?” Sara giggled. She had also donned her jersey and shorts after a shower. I expected her to slow down once we were in private, but she hit overdrive instead. “I think gym shorts are the sexiest thing ever,” she said as we sat on the edge of her bed and she ran a hand up under the leg. I’d taken her at her word and in a couple seconds, my bare cock was rock hard in her hand. At twenty, I didn’t need much stimulation to be ready. “Don’t you think gym.