She says she comes the best when both her holes are filled.That was a good way to start off our afternoon together. After our shower, I pull on comfor...able pants but tell Emily to stay naked. She dries her hair, and we lounge around the apartment the rest of the day, getting in our quality time before I have to leave in the morning. I ask her if she plans on seeing anyone this weekend.“I might have John come over,” she says, sitting bare ass on the kitchen counter. I pour us some coffee and. I’m conscious that she has pulled her chair up very close to me, and I’m very aware of her physical presence. Our legs and arms are almost touching. I can smell her perfume, and almost feel her body heat. I feel more than a little aroused.When she stands up to leave, she walks to the door then turns to look at me. She swallows, as if summoning up courage to speak. She smiles nervously. “Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to make sure I pass my re-sit?”I’m a little confused. That’s what we’ve. She wanted me to suck on her nubs, to lick them and even use some pressure with my teeth. Our height difference was enough that if I knelt, she would have been too tall. I wanted to taste her skin. My control slipped and I spread my stance to lower my watering mouth to her, pulling on one hard nipple and then the other. Wide lips wrapped around her areolas, grazing teeth brought about hisses from her, and an excited touch eased away the quick sensation of pain. It wasn't enough to cause any. Steve was such a gentleman, hugging me and againgiving me that little kiss on the cheek. I just loved that little kiss.It felt so soft, comforting. I melted each time he kissed me like that.I was wondering what his "real" kiss might be like. Wow, was I thinkingthat? I must really have that disease!After we said our goodbyes I crashed in the car seat. Cathy knew I wasall worn out, having gone through a whirlwind of feminine social eventstoday for my new feminine brain.She suggested we go home.