Dirty girl, dirty girl, hello little dirty girl, he breathes softly to himself, imagining what it would be like fucking her from behind up against an ...lley wall, slick with grime and graffiti, breathing on her thin, unwashed neck, his hand in her hair, holding her head firmly against the bricks, the sheen of horrified saliva glinting on her teeth under the streetlights. Oh yes, little dirty girl. Over the seam, into the seam and back. The moment stretches out as he pictures the rictus of her. She noticed with quick feminine intuition that he too was still verysmitten from Ann's last visit and couldn't take his eyes off her. Shesmiled a secret smile. He asked for a dance and Burt without thinking murmured acceptance. Shewas horrified, having no idea how to dance, but before she could decidehow to act she was swept up into his strong arms and was waltzing! Burtfound she did know how to waltz and damn well too! Richard's strong handsfelt so good on her waist and Burt found herself. He took a few visits to do the work, stopping to chat and drink coffee more often than absolutely necessary. That may have been because I made the coffee, and the aroma of freshly baked biscuits is hard to resist. I noticed him trying to get a peek down my blouse, especially when I had 'accidentally' left some buttons undone. Several times I caught his eye trying to see my bra, but as I was a natural flirt, it was fairly normal for most men to look. We still gave each other a hug and a kiss. It was during one of these fantasy sessions that they had shared their first kiss. Alicia had been going on and on about what a kiss could feel like, it was driving Suzy crazy and she finally had had enough."If I kiss you, will you shut up already," Suzy said."Like you would know how too," Alicia laughed.Without another word Suzy leaned in and pulled her friends mouth to hers. Their kiss was longer and deeper than either had thought possible. When they pulled apart, they just silently stared at.