I pulled my buck knife from its sheath, flipped it open as the sound of her stride became louder. She passed me, the race was on, I leaped to my feet ...nd ran after her.She heard me. My hard shoes slapping the paved running lane a dead giveaway someone was behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw me, knife in hand chasing her. Not panicking, not yet at least, she changed from a jog to run. But I’m a good runner, I bounded to within inches of her. We were on the curves, her head swiveled. I believe that a man and a woman should court one another for at least a year and then be wed before engaging in intercourse.This is the story of how that philosophy was destroyed.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------We'll start with my first girlfriend, Amelia.Amy was my high school girlfriend, and we started dating in year ten.I honestly think that I was in love with her, at. "No falling asleep. I would die of shame if my cousins saw you coming out of my room in the morning. I wouldn't mind if they knew we're doing things, but that is a bit much."I groaned and rolled over to the edge of the bed, getting up on wobbling knees. Gwen stared up at me with a satisfied smile, and the afterglow of her orgasms shining in her face. I leaned down and kissed her, and then walked around the bed to collect my shorts, afterward. I kissed the droopy-eyed Gwen once more, picked up. After I was done I walked over to get my panties, Nasir snatched them from me. You wont need these he said putting them in his pocket. Whatever I said giving him a smile. He walked me over to a chair. He plugged up the curlers and went to work after about 30 min. I had a cute pin up style. Half up half down with curls. I thought you couldnt look better he said taking my hand. He stood me up and gave me a long passionate kiss. Damn, a good thing gone he said leading me out to the other salon..