She revealed that she wore a short skirt and a fitting cropped tube-top in a mix of gold and meshed, cream-colored leather underneath. They often like... to dress up for each other. It made it that much more fun to tear it all off later on.Karlie clearly liked what she saw, her lips curling up in an appreciative smile. Wordlessly she lifted her hand and made a lazy, twirling gesture with her long, slender index finger. Getting the hint Taylor turned around on the spot, giving Karlie a good look. Poised perfectly, totally enclosed in a calm shell of acceptance, I reached out for the lines again, for the second time. This time my conscious mind was ready for whatever the rest of my mind was leading me towards. I shifted my awareness towards the source of that pull, and stepped, without moving away from my existence.How do I describe what just happened? As a boy, just becoming a young man, its perhaps understandable that my mind can only think of something from my boyish past to use in. One day my parents told me that they were going to Vancouver City which is about one and half hour drive each way and mentioned that it will be late in the evening when they will be back. I told them, I will be fine and not to worry. In fact I was waiting for this opportunity. Soon after they had left, I called Jimmy, our Afro-American farm-boy. We had provided him a living quarter beside our farm house. I told Jimmy that my back was hurting and if he could give me a massage. He said he had. She's wants to savor him, hold on to each kiss and gently nibble along his fragrant, bare warm skin, burrow her nose into the small of his neck until his smell is all she knows. Adam hears a moan escape and realizes that it's his own, a sudden reflex he can never control with her. Tilting his head just a little, he sees her head moving lower now, angling to kiss just above his stomach. Her lips press to skin again, so lightly, but such gentle sensations can overwhelm. Her light brown locks.