We were going to head to the old quarry for a swim, but we never got that far. She looked soo amazing in her bikini. I kept checking her out, and she ...new it. She told me to go get her towel while she made a call. I listened as I got her towel. she had called her father to find out when he would be home, which wasnt going to be till later that day. I came back in and gave her her towel. she gave me a look, a look of pure lust. she told me to come with her to her bedroom in the basement, and I. "I missed you," he said."I missed you too," I admitted. We had been friends too long to let something as trivial as a tactless question come between us. Besides, there was something else between us that I was interested in. Was his cock softening? I hoped not.Phillip kissed my forehead and then my ear and then my neck in rapid succession. This was my childhood friend. He smelled different than when he was nine years old, but he felt familiar. I kissed him on the neck and then tilted my head to. It takes so long, as if the very air between our lips is refusing to allow us to disconnect from each other. And there it was. The first man I ever kissed besides my husband in 15 years. I sit back and am unable to contain my cheeky smile. Alex smiles back at me and grabs Craig's hand. Suddenly, they are up out of their seats and heading somewhere without me. I want to follow but I know that they need their own moment, one away from prying eyes in a straight bar.They have headed up to the. .Darkness. Pain.What happened? I must have fainted. What a dream...wait - what's this -hair? Blond? On me? SHIT! OH SHIT! Look at me! I'm, I'm, I'm a freak!That face - not me, not her, both? These tits - definitely not mine. Ohmy God no! Wait - oh, it's still there - but this? Oh crap! Both? Oh myGod, what am I gonna do? What happened to...Steve?"Jo? Where are you?"Right here, where are you? And why are you shouting?"I'm not shouting - my head hurts too much to shout - where are you?Unnngh, why.