It was summertime, and very warm . I had the window (and curtains) open at the foot of my guest bed, and a little light on at the nightstand; sex in t...e dark is not my thing. This bedroom was on the second floor and, as there were no houses behind Tom's, I felt quite comfortable stroking myself as the warm wind ruffled the window curtains. Thinking back, I may have heard a 'bump' once or twice, but didn't think much of it at the time and as jacking off brought me closer to orgasm, I forgot. I looked around. It was really quite beautiful. Whoever did the lights in here did an excellent job. That is a brilliant red. Look at that deep blue! Did Yves Klein do the lighting in here? This music is starting to grow on me. Wow.Wow. Wow. Wow…. Wow!I was high, no doubt. Waves of love and enjoyment came rolling over me. Goosebumps. Rhythm. Bodies. Warmth. Look at that guy, he moves so smooth, so naturally. Look at that girl, how lost she is in enjoyment. I hope all her dreams become true.I. Can I--- Kiss you?" I nodded my head letting him know it was okay with me in the heat of the moment.Sean leaned his head forward and soon I felt his lips touching mine as I parted my lips allowing him to kiss me like they do in the movies. We continued to pump away at our cocks while we kissed each other passionately, our eyes filled with lust, and we kept rubbing our cocks together as we shared moans. "MMM... MMM... Ohh... UHHH..." Then Sean broke the kiss when both of us looked down as he. Neither stupid or vulnerable, Anamarika just wanted the elbow room to apply her sharpie without interference.She left behind a confounded family, their church, a creepy boyfriend who stayed only because “everyone knows crazies are great humps”, and all the other aspects of small Valley town clingy closeness. She found her place in the Downtown Eastside, where she amused her fellow denizens, sassed the cops and aggravated owners of the buildings she graffitied. The shelter staff got way more.