" He felt his gut churn. "I love you, Tiffany... more than anything."Tiffany found it difficult to speak. A tear slipped from the corner of her eye. "...f you love me, what about the pictures?" Four days ago," he began, "after we argued on the phone, I was feeling shitty." He took a deep breath. "Kate came in, must have sensed my mood. She came on like a steamroller. Because I neglected you for so long, I in turn had neglected myself. I didn't stand a chance."Tiffany's breathing was shallow.. It was him. Him, the one exception to her many rules against dating colleagues, him, the firefighter she had met and kissed like an out of control teenager one night in an empty call room in the emergency department at the hospital. Him. Her breath suddenly came short as she took in his presence. He was smiling, and in that moment, she felt the flood of hormones and wetness overtaking her body. She looked up, up into his beautiful hazel eyes, and her fingers tingled with the need to run her. ..and they did.Lucy was actually guiding her brunette bestie’s head down between her legs. Nature allocates flesh deposits and it seemed all the missing chest puffiness had been apportioned between Ms Lucy Jones legs...this was the bulging camel toe par excellence.J’Arnie was rapt; she had felt the cute puffed-up bulging cleft...but now had the complete eye full and would soon have the chock-full, mouthful.“Jeez you have a pretty pussy...it’s so nice...” said J’Arnie and she didn’t add to it as. It would have just felt too wrong in my conscious mind.Then one day she announced that she and her boyfriend, her college sweetheart, were finally getting married. She looked so excited, her face glowing! We spent more and more time together, since the whole family got involved. We were spending more and more time together, though not always alone. She would always "flirt" with me, complementing my looks, telling me how lucky my girlfriends were for having such a stud. I was slightly.