Done, gone, not here anymore. Moving on was my preferred option.I breathed in deeply to reset my thoughts. I imagined Quinn - would have loved to have...him with me. Then I sucked on my middle finger.My hand traveled from my mouth, around my breasts, then belly button, then my crotch, like he normally did. I opened my legs, my fingers opened my lips, finding my clit. My saliva wrapped around waking it up. My breaths became deeper, eyelids heavier. I sighed a deep sigh, the ones you sigh when. And Mary and Rachelle realized that early on.Rachelle had always been fairly certain Sean was a keeper. Their personalities fit together well. He was a planner. She was a doer. He always seemed to know what her next step would be and he was always right there to lend a hand. He had chipped in on projects for school, for charities she supported or just for herself.Friday night, Sean got something just for himself. Rachelle made arrangements to stay somewhere away from the apartment. They shared. When I pressed her for more information she explained that it was Whitney's eighteenth birthday that weekend and she wanted to get drunk! After going over a ton of useful tips on how to handle parties, drunk boys hitting on her and a smashed friend...I gave her permission to go. My wife was very concerned, but I convinced her we had to start letting her go, because in a few short months she be off to college and out of our control. When the night of the party finally arrived, my wife had been. Hum bachpan se hi sath khelte padhte rhe hai to achi dosti thi. Par jaise jaise hum bade hote gye jawani ka josh ane lag gya aur hum khelete khelte ek dusre ko hug krte jan bhuj kar ek dusre ke pass jate.. mai jab bhi bahar ja rha hota tha to uski balcony ki taraf dekhta to wo waha se hamesha smile krti. Phir dhire dhire wo flying kisses karne lagi. Hum thodi paglo jaisi harkte krne lage . Jaise wo mere ghar akar meri mummy se chup kar mujhe flying kiss kr deti mai bhi jab mummy nahi dekh rhe.