In the first chapter I described the meeting between us for the first time. You aroused me so quickly and made me cum before I had a chance to pleasu...e you. So now it is time to continue.Like all my stories, this is a fantasy and none of this happened in real life. It is, on the other hand, written with one person in mind, I think you will recognize this and know how wonderful a fantasy can be even if you are not identified by name.Our first meeting, in my opinion, would not end with you. As she stood to gather the dishes I thought to myself how good it was to see her again.I thought back to our days growing up on Sampson Street, the games we played, the jokes we shared. There was something else too. She had this way of putting things, kinda odd really. She would sometimes say things in a round-a-bout way. Later you would realize she did say exactly what she meant but sometimes it would not be so clear until she said or did something that made it very plain. For example, once. One night after we first started fucking I took off my panties and let him look at my pussy while he jerked off on the couch. That is why I get to come up here every day without him complaining about you having a girl in your room.”I had often wondered how I had become so lucky. I didn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth so I just accepted the fact.An hour later Bethany tapped on my bedroom door and opened it. She said, “Mom took Dad out to dinner and a movie so we have all night if we. I've always loved music but have absolutely no talent musically. A well known British rock and roller was hired by a speaker manufacturer to pitch their products and I got to be the photographer on that shoot, just by dumb luck. The guy that was supposed to be shooting it stepped on a nail and gotten an infected foot, so I went from being an assistant on the set to being the head honcho. I was really lucky in that the other guys in the crew knew a hell of a lot more about doing indoor ad shoots.