She held her breath and her eyes were tightly closed as the last wave of her climax swept over her.The three of us just watched Cindy slowly gain cont...ol of her body. She cupped her crotch with both hands and rolled off of the logs and curled into a fetal ball.I moved next to her and put my arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear. “Are you ok?”“I think so. I hurt down there so much.”“I’ll get your clothes and Billy and I will take you home.”“What about this writing on my face.”“We have. By the time I look back at the girl she is busy talking to her friends again, her legs much to my annoyance are crossed again, her leg bouncing away u*********sly. I decide Adam is right I should probably pay attention to my friends. We spend the next few hours drinking and catching up and I try to forget about the girl in blue pantyhose. However, every time it’s my turn to get drinks I wander passed the sofa, and almost every time I find the girl looking back at me smiling in that knowing. I don't think John was quite as happy for them as I was. “What's wrong baby?” I asked. “I just didn't see that coming I guess. I mean, I know they were talking about a sperm bank, but that was it as far as I could tell. Did they tell you they were seriously thinking about it?” John asked. “No actually, they didn't mention anything definite to me either, but you wanted to be a grandfather someday didn't you?” I asked. “Of course I did. I don't know what's wrong with me sweetheart. I guess I'm. Her slender, coltish legs leading upwards to a tall, willowy frame and a mane of hair the color of copper, she retrieved the duffle bag containing her clothes and her laptop and strolled leisurely up the steps to the porch. She wanted nothing more then to settle into a nice hot tub and sleep. She reached into her faded Calvin Klein jeans and fumbled with the keys to the door. The sun was beginning to set turning the sky into vivid hues of orange and red. She opened the elaborately, hand carved.