I constantly sent Max flirty texts to keep him thinking about me. We both knew what was going to happen the night he got back.In preparation, the day ...efore he was supposed to come back, I decided to buy something new for the occasion. I went out and bought new lingerie, the really sexy, lacy kind. I got these really sexy high-waisted panties and matching bra. They were red and matched the color of my hair. It also happened to be Max’s favorite color. He’ll be the first to tell you he has a. " Well, from what I saw, you are worth looking at."During this verbal exchange, she had gotten to her feet but her hand was still on my crotch and I did nothing to remove it. She gave me a playful squeeze and said, "I'll tell you what, I live here, just upstairs over the cafe. Why don't you come up to my apartment, we can throw your chinos in the washer and have you looking presentable and an hour or so. I am sure we can find some way to pass the time while we wait."I started to protest a. She grunts again, and a few seconds later again. Then a long breath out following by a grunt. I look over at her and she has a concentrated expression on her face. I recognised the sounds she was making as something like her sex noises, so I thought 'she must be feeling horny'. Not sure if she was awake or not, I spooned in behind her (we both sleep naked), and tucked my hardening cock in between her ass cheeks, just nudging her pussy. She continued making her sex noises, but remained asleep.. I prayed to God, asked him to send the lead flying from my fingers, but he did no such thing. He must have been busy thinking about how sugar was supposed to be. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Evan hold out his hand too. I briefly wondered if he was praying on behalf of his bullet as well, but decided that he wasn’t the type. Evan was a lot tougher than I was. He didn’t need God for anything. If he wanted his bullet to go off, he would have just yelled at it until it did. After holding it.