We've been friends for so long, and yet I never knewThis side of you, that you've finally let me see:Your appetite for carnal knowledge of women who l...ke women,And how long you've nurtured sweet, forbidden feelings for me!How well I remember that night alone in bedAfter your startling and provocative revelation:First my heart and mind and soul, and then my roaming fingersSuccumbing in sweet surrender to my soaring imagination!And every night thereafter, in auto-erotic euphoria,Biting my lip,. ” “Yes just on my way to bed now but doing a bit of email catch first, everything ok.”“All good, I have a favour to ask though?” I nodded in response. “Would it be ok if I borrowed your car Saturday night, Jenny and I plan to go to a birthday party, a guy from school, you may remember him, Brad, he has been here a couple of times.” I did remember Brad, nice enough sort of guy and I suspected he was keen on Vanessa. In fact it was Brad I secretly fantasised over when Pete fucked me on the. I gave her a look of "seriously?" Annd I asked whether her hubby was around because I 'needed to ask him something'. I don't really, just needed to know whether he was around. He wasn't. She lead me into the kitchen and made a drink, and asked me about college. Asking me how I had been getting on and where I wanted to go to Uni. All quite normal. So then I genuinely asked about her family, she responded with "The boys are okay, but chris has been really off with me lately. He hasn't touched me. He linked his fingers around mine. I leaned closer to him. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just me. I took him about 5 seconds to drop the picnic basket and turn toward me. He put his hand on my face. His lips were less than an inch from mine. ‘Hi.’ He said barely breathing. He wrapped his other arm around my waist. ‘Hi back.’ My world was spinning. I closed my eyes, and he pulled me closer to him. He sighed and backed away. He kissed my cheek and picked up the picnic basket. What.