" (i.e., if it was the same in this dimension. Maybe Australia was farther away here, haha.) -- "What I'd like to do is buy one bikini for each of you... We should do that IMMEDIATELY after breakfast, as every day lost is a tragic, irrecoverable waste of summer. If they look as good in reality as they do online, then I'd like to order a large assortment of other bikinis from them. Different sizes, colors and sexy styles. Maybe from two or three different stores to get plenty of variety. We'd keep. She also agreed to a second date. For the first date, we met at a restaurant and parted at her car. On the second, I picked her up in front of an apartment building and drove her to another one at the end, where she actually lived. During the second date, she was willing to tell me that she had an apartment of her own. Before that, she had implied she lived with her parents. We spent one or two afternoons or evenings a week together after that, and I found that I got to like Violet quite a lot.. "Eat my ass you fucking toilet," she hissed, her accent and aggression making me hard. I traced the tip of my tongue around her puckered, hairless little rosebud. There wasn't much to taste, which was new for me. She started rubbing her clit aggressively. Looking up at her, I could tell she was lost in lust. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing heavily. Meanwhile, her fragrant pussy was leaking blood onto my nose, and it was dripping down my cheeks. As she fingered her clit quicker, I. It is not my fantasy. The only part of that fantasy that I would think appropriate is the concept of an extended family that would be created. My fantasy would be to be cuddled and loved by one man. That man would be gentle and loving. He would be caring for me and ours. He would make love, not have sex. There is a difference, you know, and that sex would be sensual. I would be proud to be at his side."I realized later that that is not all there is to being a woman. It is the deeper caring for.