Sliding both the straps down her shoulders, I finally gazed upon her breasts, silky-smooth, pale in the flickering light. I kissed her lips again, the... made my way down her chest, peppering every inch of her with kisses before reaching those beautiful mounds. Lightly, I kissed one nipple, then the other. I took it into my mouth, switching on and off. I flicked it fast with my tongue, then slowly swirled it around her nipples, taking care not to touch them, making sure she noticed I wasn't. "Well ladies, what's up?" Oh nothing Mrs. Alder," Meg said, "Misty and I were just watching the movie and talking."Because it took them time to rearrange their bras and blouses the girls hadn't had enough time to turn off the movie and Betty sat down between the two of them and set her glass of wine on the coffee table. "Is this the movie you were telling me about honey?" Uh... yea mom, it is."They all sat there and watched the movie for a little while, none of them saying a word. Then the. ”“I do. Are you going to rock Tracey’s world for her?”“That’s up to her, but you know I’ll discuss things with her first!”“And what about Michelle?”“I told her that I would go out with her if it was just for a good time. We’ll see. But I have a bigger shock for you.”“Now what?” Bethany asked with an arched eyebrow.“Kara Blanchard.”“No fucking way, Steve! There is just no fucking way! You didn’t accidentally hang out with the stoners this morning and get a contact high, did you?”“I’m not saying. I cried myself to sleep that night, not tears of sorrow. Oh god no, nor even tears of relief. These were tears of absolute, unrivaled joy. Nobody in the world would ever be as happy as I was now. Yet I just realised what I’ve done. I’ve made a vow to the almighty to never think of her more than a friend. How could I be so stupid? I’ve perhaps lost the love of my life, and why? Because I’m too scared of rejection. Afraid she would’ve laughed at me. I know her better than that, she wouldn’t do.