We never took our eyes off of each other. It was amazing and soon the moment came which I had been fantasizing. We arrived at her home and I was as ne...vous as heck. Seeing my worried face, she smiled and held my hand and gave not to worry look. I took a look around her home to reduce the tension. She went in front of the mirror to look at herself. I stood behind her. She was too shy. Now it is the other way round. My heartbeat was starting to race. I held her by her waist, brushed her hair. “I was thinking about you.” “What about me?” “You know.” “I don’t think I do baby. Tell me.” “I was thinking about ... about your hands, all over my body.” “Just my hands?” “Yes.” “Like this?” He asked, placing his hand on my stomach over my tank top and lightly rubbing in circles. I nodded my head at him, my eyes closing against my will. The feel of his hand against my stomach cause it to do flips and twist and turn. I was excited and sick to my stomach all at the same time. No one had. " Oh. Wait." James paused, halfway through the small carton. "What does the M stand for?" In his own name, it stood for Michael, which was not exactly a girl's name."Margaret." Anne replied, rather blasé. "It would have been your name if you'd been a girl." Margaret? You were actually going to name me Margaret?" James groaned. Of all the names he could have been stuck with Margaret was one of his least favorites."Don't talk with your mouth full. You can go with Emmjay if that makes you more. “You finally woke up” said Brent from behind me.I turned around, he was also naked, but he didn’t seem to be cold since he was sprawled on the floor. Even though I had showered with him many times, I hadn’t really noticed how chiseled his body was. He had a well-made six pack, bulging pectorals, firm arms and legs, and a surprisingly round bubble butt since his back and legs arched around it.Before I could say anything, the sound of a loudspeaker turning on echoed through the mostly dark.