I know when I do, I will be lost forever. I am ready for you. I am ready to give my body to you after waiting so long." Your fingers push my pussy lip... apart. I grab hold of your suit and brace myself, breath held, my legs spread wider for you. "I want to feel you inside me, for our bodies to become one." You collect my juice with your finger-tips, carefully transporting my liquid desire; you return your fingers to the lips of my mouth. You coat them with the sweet essence of my lust. Turning. ’ The wings of her lips tilted upwards in a gentle smile. ‘Great. Go get dressed and I’ll break the news to Brianna.’ Samantha sprinted for the stairs and John couldn’t help but smile. He had done the impossible. He was able to touch a part of her that wasn’t as serious as the rest of her. Tonight she was going to have fun. John found Brianna in her room coloring a book. ‘Hey there.’ Brianna looked up and stepped into a hug. John pulled back and looked at her as he handed her another carnation. During the day the husband goes to work and she stays home. About three days into my stay, she asked if I need any thing and I told her I need to buy a few things from the supermarket. We went together and had lunch and during our shopping trip, our bodies rubbed and she saw me trying some clothes and she told me when something looks good on me, etc. During lunch she “accidentally” touched my legs, about 4 times. The next day, while I was coming out of the shower, she asked me to join her for. Two bare light bulbs in each booth rounded out the features. When we were getting ready before a performance, we would all be talking animatedly. Cries of, ‘Where’s the murder weapon?’ or ‘Has anyone seen my dustpan?’ or even ‘Cigar! I need my cigar!’ were so common that we hardly noticed them anymore. Changing costumes during the production was different, though. Because we were separated from the audience by only a thin wall, we had to be very quiet. It was probably fortunate that rarely were.