I've always considered the day as the beginning of mating season. You know, sentimental cards, roses, romantic poems, wine, candlelight dinners, kisse..., all a prelude to an evening of love making. So, tonight, I'm going to observe the ritual by romancing my almost girlfriend.Now the idea would be perfect if we had met before. Actually, we had met online, but not face to face. She's eighteen, pretty, sexy and unattached. I'm older with, according to her, a little better than average looks and. My pleasure was off the charts and I panicked as I felt him get ready to lose himself in his own pleasure as other males always did. I grabbed hold of his oh so firm buttocks and rammed my pelvis into his forcing him to bottom out again. "Make love to me baby." I said into his ear, completely breathless. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kept trying to catch my breath. God he's good at doing nothing. My body began to light up with fire as he kissed me deeply, his warm breath filling my. “With another guy, I really don’t care what he does after hours. You...”“Because I’m female?”“Uh, is it wrong to say that?”“Some women would think so.” She paused, letting me break a sweat, then, “I’m not one of them. Actually kinda flattering, really.”“Well, I mean, if you’re out running the roads – unfamiliar roads – by yourself ... Uh, here I go ... Somebody might think...”“And you’d be there to protect my virtue...”“When you put it like that, I sound stupid...”“You sound anachronistic...”“I. He still smelled faintly of the sweat and sex of His newest toys that He had played with after His morning meeting with Bishop Mathys. Adeline herself was wearing a long, grey dress with drooping bell sleeves and a almost scandalously short skirt that ended just above her knees, gathered at her waist with a white leather belt. She wore a variation of her usual hat, a white version that matched her clothing. This new clothing had been arranged by her King, and it sent a delightful shiver up her.