I prolonged the kiss until she pushed me out the door, still grinning about something that I failed to understand.The puzzlement occupied my mind all ...orning, and I accomplished very little. How could Kitty maintain a constant grin when my performance the night before had been sub-standard? It was embarrassing. The more I thought about how selfish I'd been, the more irritated I became with myself. Our first time together should have been memorable, not herky-jerky, get on and fuck like hell,. It was crowded inside but as soon as the door closed she kissed me, hungrily pressing her tongue up against mine. Despite a couple of weird looks neither of us gave a shit - Sarah’s blatant come on had me wanting more.Tugging at my hand we headed straight for the first empty stall that became available. “What sluts!” someone said as she softly pushed me in but I couldn’t care less. Sarah slipped off my shirt and bra and quickly forced my erect nipples into her mouth. The sight of another woman. .....................................Sunday she drove up to London to drop off the weeks production. When she came back she asked me to help unload the car. One of the boxes contained a 16 mm. movie camera complete with two lenses and a manual.The other bag contained tons of fan letters and some packages of lingerie from a few fans that wanted her to wear for them and be photographed in. One even asked her to send the underwear back and included a postal order for postage.She read every letter. It was just the way her, I mean my, I mean, SHIT! Yeah, it was MYface. Okay? Not the face I'd grown up looking at, but MY face! At leastfor awhile.It WAS a great body, though. I mean, it was FAR more limber than I hadever been and much lighter too. If not for the heels that Prue insistedthat I wear, I felt like I could have jumped 10 feet in the air. It wasweaker, though. I had trouble just lifting things I used to be able tocarry without a thought. And then there were the hormones. I was.