She stared into my eyes as she slid the plastic spoon between mylips. "Really, Kitty? It's no surprise, I guess. We've been out for hoursand she hasn'... asked to be taken to the toilet even once. I figured she'dprobably be a little damp." My face fell and I stared at the messy stainson my bibbie in consternation. I didn't realise I could have asked to betaken to the bathroom. I cursed myself for not thinking of that."She's not damp, she's drenched!" Kitty added, patting my bulging crotchfor. The letters forced him to examine his feelings toward her. She wasattractive and based on her letters was well spoken. He was use to hislooks attracting the attentions of younger females at family gatherings,but he ignored all of them as these females looked and acted liketeenagers. This one was different because he was attracted to her. Dueto her age and the constant presence of her Mom he kept himself in check.It was at one meeting that she begged her Mom to allow her to ride withhim in his. She was not even comfortable sharing her pics with me that time. It took me nearly 2 months to get her facebook id.One day while chatting over Yahoo, i asked her about how many guys she had been with. To my surprise she said 2. And my immediately started to race to conclusions. I started to ask her about the other guy and she told me that he had been with a Muslim guy after marriage and they were good friends but somehow they ended up making love to each other. But the guy had moved to some. " Me neither. Wanna go lie down?" Mm-hmm." You lead, I'll follow."We undressed next to each other in complete silence, both of us lost in our own thoughts. I repressed the little tingle I felt in my groin. We usually slept holding each other, and I'd only worn my T the first night; her breasts were very soft and warm against mine. I had my right leg between hers about knee level; she'd pulled it there as we lay down. My right arm was resting on her side just above her waist, and hers was under.