As my eyes adjust to the moonlight I see her, laying next to me, so sweet, so innocent looking. It always makes me happy when I see her sleeping, but ...his time, it makes me think. You know the thoughts I mean, what I wish I was doing, what I want to show her, what I want to make her feel. She should know, but I can't being myself to wake her, to disrupt this vision in front of me. Wait, my phone, why not tell her what I am thinking? She can read it tomorrow. Opening my phone I start to type. Franklin felt that the Colonies couldn’t yield to losing their traditional rights.”“That’s more in line with what I understood. So, what are ‘essential’ liberties?”“I’d say it boils down to some simple concepts - the right to be secure in my person, effects, and papers; the right to clear title to property and, within reason, do with it as I please; the right to engage in any consensual act that does not result in injury to another.”“But couldn’t someone agree to be hurt or even killed?”“Sure,. We resumed kissing.Sharon and I rubbed our nearly naked bodies together as we kissed. My hard cock naturally found its way to the hot wet slot between her legs. I rubbed it along her slot, hoping against hope to get lucky that night.I rubbed my erection up and down, trying to nudge her clit as we humped together. I could feel Sharon's lubrication preparing her pussy for fucking. She was panting and moaning from the feelings.I dipped my cock down a little lower and went for it. I nudged the. "Who put that there? It wasn't there a second ago," I said. "Are youmaking fun of me?" I didn't find this funny, not in the least."I don't know what you're talking about," she replied. "Look, if youwant to leave it here that's fine with me; I was just trying to benice," she said as she turned back to her computer."Thanks," I muttered.I looked around as I walked slowly back to my desk, fully expectingsomeone to jump out and laugh at their prank. This had to be a joke,but I didn't know how.