The scent of perfume was overpowering her.Laura giggled sexily.Alaina grinned as she kissed more. Her kisses fluttered down the toned belly she’d be...n admiring in the afternoon, the small, quick kisses landing just like how a certain very close friend of hers with black hair liked to kiss. She licked in a lazy circle around the other girl’s navel.Laura’s giggles changed into another moan, and she jerked as a tongue invaded the deep recesses of her belly button.Alaina tongued the older girl’s. ‘Yeah, terrifying!” I chuckled sarcastically as I ate my breakfast in the parking lot before we headed back inside Sahar’s Book Bazaar.“Famous last words,” Sahar announced as she walked out to the parking lot to greet us.“Sahar, thanks for the lift to work ... and the breakfast!” I greeted her as we got out and Monique handed her back her credit card and meal ... a bit more food than Sahar usually ate.“Thanks for coming in, my prince,” Sahar welcomed me rather formally, taking my hand as if I. She turned and looked into his, eyes without hesitation, as if she'd known all along that he was there. He saw her standing there fifty feet away and suddenly felt her presence right before him, even as he saw her yards in the distance, down to the scent of her breath. Sweetish, a smell he could not quite identify. She looked into his eyes, fifty feet away and right before him and for a split second he was struck with visions: Paris as seen from one thousand feet, a dark alley and a dead body,. He was thinking how much he would like to go to bed with her, wondering if she would get angry if he put his arm around her. He had hardly spoken a word since she'd picked him up at the bar. Having gone over it in his mind a hundred times on the way to her apartment, he decided 'picked him up' was the only way to describe their meeting. If he had known then what he knows now, sorry, what I know now, I would probably have run as fast as my legs could carry me. Unfortunately, there was no.