’ It wasn’t a peck on the cheek, and it wasn’t a tonsil tickler — just somewhere between. I knew she liked me. I liked her. We kept having lun...h together, and we kept kissing each other more and more but in a sedate way. It was nice and perked me up for the afternoon. We had our first date in April. Dave Matthews Band was playing up in Tampa, and I asked her to go. She jumped up and down in glee over the whole idea, and I read this as a good sign. We enjoyed the concert yet even more I enjoyed. Short, sweet pecks across my neckline. I could feel his cock from behind pushing against my ass crack. He felt huge even from the outside. Alcohol, his stubble grazing my skin, his breath. My pussy had it’s own mind as it secreted juices.I knew what I exactly wanted and needed that moment. I was too fascinated by him to say or do anything. While his hands worked their magic on my skin, I could feel my hands shiver.I turned my face towards him and dropped the water on his body playfully. A hot. ” Uther smiled as Merlin stiffened.“Cerridwen is not at her zenith yet, share a drink with me Uther.”He knew better than to press Merlin for details, he would be enlightened in good time. He also knew that one of Merlin’s brews would help fortify him for the events ahead. When their drinks were done, Merlin started to chat in the ancient Celtic language that was now most akin to the Gaelic spoken in Ireland. Uther could understand some from what he had picked up when gathering the stones for. At last, John thought. He hated having to play this waiting game with her, he missed her a great deal over the past week and could tell from looking at her that she felt the same. “Could we sit down and talk a moment?” John nodded and gestured to his desk where there was a pair of actual chairs as opposed to the usual stiff stools that dotted the rest of his lab. John sat down at his desk and waited calmly for Samantha to do the same. She surprised him and sat in his lap instead, John’s arms.