.. we both know what goes where, don't we?" Yeah," I groaned. What went were was almost there now."Then lets just..." and she stopped talking then, an... we began moving — each of us trying to find the place, the angle, the position. When the mutual movements put things where they needed to be, there was a frozen moment when we both stopped, knowing we were at the point of no return."Ilesa," I groaned."Huhh!" She answered, but it was the result of her hips pushing herself down the rest of the. I told her not to be silly, but then wanted to try it on but didn't know why. This is the story of what could have happened had I accepted her offer.All the characters names remain unchanged except the main character of me (Stephen). I really don't like to use that name anymore.Chapter 1Joanne and I we're playing in her room. There wasn't much to do outside, and it wasn't the nicest of days to do anything anyway. We we're busy using her toy typewriter busy putting together a comic we'd been. Saturday and Sunday I divided my time up between my five mates. I had been gone all week. I felt they and I had been short changed out of our private intimate times together. I reinforced how much I loved them and missed them. We spent time together at home and over at the gym working out as a team.I made sure that all of us stayed proficient in the self defense training and the offensive skills I had taught them. The strategy was that in an emergency we could go as a response team to one of. I could see that they were getting ready to settle down for the evening. They had been using there bathroom. It was still hot and he had put a pair of shorts on and she was wearing one of his t shirts on. They came out onto their balcony for another cigarette but this time she was leaning over the balcony and he was stood behind her. They were still looking up in my direction and smiling and he was talking into her ear. Then I nearly chocked on my cigarette as I could see he had dropped his.