"I don't care, I think it's hot as fuck. You can tell me anything, I won't tell a soul, I told you I lost my cherry to a married guy and you didn't s...ill." Well it doesn't matter, I won't be going anyways." I said and closed the email.Later that night, Maya came back into my room with a new pack of paper that she'd bought to replace mine, I was watching Netflix on my tablet, sitting with my feet up on my bed,"You could have just borrowed a few sheets of paper sis but thank you." I have another. This chapter all takes place yesterday.*Tracie was moaning softly as I licked her clit. I can't say she tasted better than Val, but she tasted damn good just the same, and I love a good-tasting pussy. She was writing underneath me, curling her hands in my hair, just like Valentine used to. Her moans became louder as I quickened my tongue, probing harder and faster against her clit. Suddenly, she let out a piercing howl of pleasure and, like always, a huge grin spread across my face, which was. He knew where Nicks apartment was, and he had met his wife Izzy several times before with Nick when they were out shopping... She was a real little cracker, a small slim blonde girl with blue eyes and a beautiful vivacious personality and a real live wire.Tony knocked at the apartment door, and Izzy had answered it with a big welcoming smile on her face when she saw him. He gave her the envelope and she pulled him in to the apartment saying."Let me read it Tony because he may want something. I loved her amazement. It was breathing new life into my workshop. She was about to start dropping more solder. ‘Flux first,’ I reminded her. She smiled and went for the small paintbrush and started applying the flux. I put my elbow on the table and set my chin in my hand. I watched as she worked, transfixed by the beauty of it all. My glass, my love and the Grateful Dead playing quietly over the speakers. ‘How’s that?’ Amber asked. I could see the pride in her eyes. All the petals were secure..