She snatched my hairs and started kissing me. She kissed so passionately as if she was just missing for this moment her whole life. She removed her sh...rt.Now i was looking at the most amazing boobs with a pink bra. Wow it was so amazing looking at them. I started squeezing them. She started rubbing her ass on my dick. I made me real hard. I got up, laid her down on the bed and removed her jeans. I kissed her thighs, then slowly moves towards her pussy. Kisses on the top of her panty. Wow what. My breathing quickened again. No, I thought. Stop, I demanded myself, taking quick, deep breaths. Her smile faded, and was replaced with a look of concern, as I felt the blood drain from my face. ‘Lance?’ ‘Hi,’ I managed, in a shaky voice. I took another deep breath and tried again, forcing a smile. ‘Hi, Maranda.’ ‘Are you okay?’ she asked me. I grinned. ‘Everyone keeps asking me that,’ I said. ‘But yeah… I’m fine.’ She looked into my eyes. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t. She knew I. ? My car was decorated with empty cardboardcoffee cups from country style, cellophane and yellow strips from packages ofcigarettes, CD's missing their cases, and a crystal cello player with someeighth notes hanging from my rearview mirror. It was an older model, butsuprisingly good on the highway. I was seventh grade in piano and was workingto become a teacher at the royal conservatory of music. Or at least to givelessons from my house. My parents were record producers for a company by thename. I'd spent the whole of yesterday looking at recipe books trying to prepare the perfect lunch for tomorrow. Then perhaps under dancing cherry petals I might have a chance to kiss Hotaru on the lips for the first time..."Yo Dai, you dreaming about Hotaru again?"If the squeaky voice of Toda Orochi didn't break my daydream, the loud audible smack on my shoulder surely did."I can always tell if I man is tell if a man is thinking about a woman, you see it written on their banana"Orochi pointed to.