She’s gorgeous.” She pauses for Vanessa to say something, but Vanessa is silent. “It makes me wonder. If my apartment were on this side of the c...mplex, would you watch me?”Vanessa quickly says “no, I wouldn’t spy on you.”Erin asks “Why not? Aren’t I pretty enough.”Vanessa stutters “Sure you are. Maybe, yes, I’d watch you, too. Maybe a lot if I could.”“Well, here I am in person. Do you only like voyeurism, or would you like to watch me undress in person?”“Right now, there’s no one in the world. Yet, I was fascinated by this strange girl and her cute little giggles.She pulled her bottoms off and asked me if I wanted a sniff.I said yes, and I took a big whiff. Her thong smelled like sweaty, pissy tuna fish. I thought it would smell like cherries or something. I was not happy.Stacy giggled when she saw my reaction to her sweaty thong and asked me to hold them and her pasties before leading me down Groper’s alley. She was humming an hold Hanson song and singing the words wrong “Mmmm bop,. Do whatever you want with them."He alternated between each breast, taking one nipple into his mouth and then the other. He pulled each of her nipples into his mouth and then fought each nipple with his tongue. As he released the nipple he was working on, he let his teeth gently rake it. She moaned and started to rub her slit on his erection, making her wetter. He felt her juices coating his shaft. She rose up above him and sat on him with his shaft at her slit."Now I'm going to give myself to. His mind went to the one fantasy he had of Dana, years ago before she had become a bitch. Then He thought of Zoë and grimaced, but said nothing. He wanted to know just what Dana intended if he was asleep. Her footsteps, quiet as they were, were the only noise in the room as they approached his bed. In the near dark of his bedroom, Michael could feel the tension like a thick fog; his own sweat, fear electric on his tongue and the smell of fresh air that had been let in from the door. Then he.