“Hm… artists. Always so strange. What do you think, should we go?” – my mistress lift me up and looked in my eyes. “I think you’d say yes,...if you could. You look like the adventurous type. I’m frightened, to be honest. But Heidelberg is so small, there would be some rumors if ritual killings have been taking place for three years uphill, wouldn’t they? Besides… I want to go. He’s sexy, don’t you think?” I said nothing. “So it’s decided, then. Time for some risk taking!” We spent time sleeping. I stood around and waited a bit just to see if she would suddenly pop up. Clearly she wasn’t so I just went back around where I came from in hope of either running into her or asking someone where she was. By the time im halfway down the upper-classman hallway I see her walking out of another classroom. Relieved I was, I waited until she walked past me and I followed in her footsteps. As I walked behind her all I could see was that nice black and white polka dot dress, those shiny black heels. A volleyball player who was, uh, let's see, a 'walking wet dream?' And with 'gorgeous, long legs that never seemed to end?' That was it, wasn't it?"Tom sighed. "Okay, hardly my most sophisticated imagery..." And he had such longing for her..." Can I leave now?" Tom asked. "Maybe just long enough to drive down to Valu-Mart and buy a gun so I can blow my brains out?" ... and fantasized about her, needed her, and then, when he had his chance..." Gabi!" he cried, bringing her up short. It was the. I can feel you press your body against mine; your heart is pounding too. As I lift my arms around your shoulders to hold you close; I begin to walk backwards leading you into my bedroom. You never once stop kissing me. You lay me down on the edge of my bed your lips no longer against my lips but your hands caressing my massive breasts as you make your way down to my hips. You slowly pull up my dress as you run your nails against my thighs. I quiver in excitement. You kiss and tease around my.