Perhaps when Ishowed up at my door greeting John in a sheer nighty and heels I musthave had some kind of plan that I was knowingly willing to admit to... NowI realized that what was about to happen was something that I reallymust have wanted deep in my repressed and inhibited mind.How ironic was it that my first guy would be more the size of a stallionthan a man? I was ready but as John pulled me to him I stole a peek athis cock and feared that getting something that size inside me might notat. "I must introduce these things in language you understand: the sound symbols of language. There is a great weakness in this. Words are weak. They are pale shadows of my thoughts and do not carry the full meaning. We must move quickly to another way. That is why we will commence with the sweat lodge ceremony. It is time. Let us begin."Graydon sat cross-legged, head tilted back, unmoving, his eyes closed, lips apart, his hands laying palm upward on his knees. His eyes moved under his closed lids. I wanted to lick her face clean but it took a few seconds before I could. We held each other in a beautiful afterglow, rubbing into each other's bodies until I couldn't stand it any more. "I want you, Jenni," I said. "I'll make it easy for you," she said, getting up on her knees, with my head between her legs. Holding to the headboard, she guided my face to her wet pussy where I tasted for the first time, the sweet nectars of a woman. My fist kiss was quite tentative, but when she pressed her. " Sam said. "So?" So?" Carly asked as she quickly stood up. "Sam, I'm trying to talk to her about something serious." Maybe Mel doesn't want to talk about it. Think if it were you. What if you told someone you liked them and they told you they didn't like you? Would you want to talk about it with them?" I never said I didn't like Melanie." So you do like her?" Sam asked. "In the way she likes you?" I don't know. This is exactly why I want to talk to her. I'm confused, Sam." I think before you.