Our tongues met for the first time, and danced in each others mouths like a couple of high school k**s at the junior prom. I savored every second of i..., like it was my last day on earth. While we were kissing, I began to explore her body with my hands. Slowly caressing each breast, and gently pinching her soft nipples, which were now becoming hard from arousal. As I pulled my mouth away from hers, I slowly moved down her body, kissing and licking her skin, all the way down to her sweet love. "I nodded my head to her."Then you have always wanted a girl's hairstyle, I mean your sister had agirl's style and you wanted her style so deep down you really wanted agirls style, right." Her saying this in this way stopped me in my tracks, I could no longer sayno to her, she was correct I had wanted to have my hair looking like agirl's so I looked up at Terri and told her, "I never really looked at itthat way, I can see your point so I will have to say I did want a girl'sstyle for my. “We had a falling out,” I admitted. “How did you know, Clint?”“How do we know anything about each other. This town is gossipy, especially when it involves others in the service industry.”“How much do you know?”“About you? A lot.”Becca looked at me with her eyebrows raised, nodding in affirmation, before heading to tend to the few customers.“Like what?” I quizzed Clint. I didn’t believe him and was calling his bluff.“Do you really want to go here?” Clint asked.“Yes. Spill it,. . still dressed in my black garter belt, black lace thong, and black balconet bra. My eyes met his, while I stood there, sucking innocently on my little finger thinking about what I might do. I ran my fingernail briefly back and forth across my bottom lip, then my hand drifted down to my breast, his eyes following every movement, waiting for what I might do. My hand stopped its decent, and my nails dragged across my hardening nipples, scratching every so lightly through the lace that held them.