Later that evening when we finally decided to leave, we saw her on the sidewalk in front of the bar, about to light a cigarette. Our eyes lingered a m...ment too long as the realization hit us that she could probably still taste our sex on her lips as she pulled in her first drag. She smiled and waved goodbye. We fucked again, thinking of her, as soon as we got home. That was five years ago. Now I’m back at One Last Shag at 5:30pm on a lonely Friday, sitting at the end of the bar down near the. I want to be in love with you. Am I in love with you? Can I love you? Can you love me? I don’t know. So many questions. Who am I? I’m the Brother with the Ivy League MBA who’s leading a Fortune Five Hundred company into the twenty-first century. I’m the Brother who’s smiling at you on the bus while wearing my Sean John’s. I’m the Brother sitting in class at our town’s community college, making goo-goo eyes at you. I’m the shy and totally square guy who suddenly dresses up thuggishly just to. "Mom," she said softly and she squeezed Angel for all she was worth.Angel was still feeling some pain from the beating Rico had given her, but it was barely noticeable as her family hugged her. Jordan slowly prodded her toward the house as she hugged everyone so that they could eventually get out of the cold. Angel held onto her sister Rori and sobbed and then her mother Claudia. It was a sweet reunion for everyone.Martin hung back a little, attempting to maintain his composure, but he couldn't. She saw her shapely ass in the mirror. Her skin was smooth and soft and it showed in the mirror. She placed a hand on the rounded derrier and felt the skin. How soft to the touch, how warm her hands. Valerie turned to view the front of her stockings. One of her clasps was slightly to the right of where it should be and she bent slighty to adjust it. Her hands lingered on the silky stocking and brushed against the skin of her thigh before she straightened herself to bring her eyes back to the.