Somehow, within an hour, we’d zoomed past interesting toward fascinating, and then veered across to ‘I’ve got to fuck you right now, or I’m go...ng to die.’ The kissing had started after the third vodka and orange, when we’d taken to the dance floor, our bodies swaying sensuously. After that we’d found a space under the stairs, and he’d slipped his hand up my skirt and into my panties, and I gently massaged the expanding bulge in his trousers. Then he’d whispered in my ear, “Let’s go somewhere. She liked the way he was looking at her. As soon as he finished she came over to the bed. He reached his arms around her waist, and then kissed her stomach. ‘Let’s lie down,’ she said. When they were laying side-by-side, he said, ‘If this is what you consider hanging out, you must have a lot of friends.’ She giggled. ‘Not as many as you might think.’ He had no idea what she meant. ‘So, tell me about your women.’ It was the last thing he wanted to talk about. She was curious about in his women. " In the meantime, you will keep your lips planted on mine. No argument, no negotiation, do you understand?" Do I get any say in this?"She gave me a cold stare."Not in the least. Put some chap stick on and get to it. And I mean right now. You're about seven weeks behind."I couldn't really argue, could I.When we finally came up for air she had one more requirement for me, non negotiable. In the next five weeks I had to see her at college.We went on a few dates. I always got her back on time, her. Get comfortableLadies and gents, you need to be sitting, lying, standing comfortably for this game to work well. You need one hand for texting and the other for rubbing yourselves up the right way. Now, I kind of need a boys view on how they do it, but I'll give you an example of how I roll. Right now, I'm lying on a sun lounger , legs bent and slightly parted. Typing with my left hand and my right hand is free to do what it pleases. This is actually my favourite position to be in for sexting.