I started to finger her cunt and almost immediately I had four fingers in her up to my knuckles. She came when I told her that she was a slutty fucki...g whore with a cunt that was going to take my fist and my spunk. I wanted to taste her and started to lick her cunt and rim her arse. She pushed back on me as I pushed my tongue right into her delicious arse hole. I could wait no longer, I had to get my cock inside this whore of a woman. Given the circumstances I knew that I would not last. “Adrian, I don’t understand why this matters to you. If I were you, I would jump at the chance to quit working and have my girls’ parents paying my way.” I pushed her hands away and took her face in my hands. “Well you’re not me and we have not been seeing each other long enough to make that commitment. Love is a strong word Sasha, you shouldn’t throw it around like it doesn’t mean anything. I care for you very much but we need to slow down. Now, I need to leave. Will you be here when I get. I was staring into my own."Wh... what?" was all I could stay. In shock I took a half step back andalmost fell over. I was Vienna. I looked down and saw her turtleneck. Ifelt the tightness of the turtleneck over her... over my breasts. I waswearing her jeans. I was wearing her high heels. As I looked back up Ifelt the ponytail move behind my head.Before I could ask what was going on, Vienna in my body grabbed my handsagain and looked into my eyes. Within seconds I was myself again."What the hell. I had loved her before as a close friend, but now I was "in love" with her.Yet as a teenager I had also put her on a pedestal high above me, only attainable in my deepest darkest fantasies. As a physical woman, she became untouchable for me.Still, within me was such an overpowering desire to somehow unite, to bind myself, with her, my idol, my best friend, my role model, and heroine. My desire was sexual in nature, but more than just sexual. My desire was born of love, but more than love. My.