“Fuck me,” she pleaded softly.I reached out and with both of my hands, I gently massaged Sonia’s breasts though the fabric of her t-shirt. Her e...e lids fluttered. She closed her eyes, as I gently continued my breast massage. After a few minutes of teasing, she crossed her arms and pulled her t-shirt off, tossing it to the side, fully exposing herself to me. Her nipples stood strong and erect on top of her all-natural globes, with darkened areolas. I ran the tip of my pointer finger over her. “Why can’t I have one thing in my life that you can’t destroy huh?”“Because life isn’t fluffy kittens and rainbows dumbass, and if you swear around me again I’m going to tie you to the ceiling and beat you until the candy comes out,” she threatened.“Well you better find a rope, or another model, because I’m not going to stop even if you put me in the hospital.”What happened next could only be described as the most legendary staring contest known to man. Our eyes stayed locked in menacing. " She reached out and caressed my forehead. The world righted itself. "Now hurry," she chided me. I was able to stand up. For the life of me, I had no idea where I should be hurrying off to. The two fighting guys were long gone, and I didn't know anyone else there. The drummer saved me. The band had finished playing while I was still lying on the floor. While I was standing up, the bass player raced by to head outside for a smoke. The drummer sauntered over. He was totally checking out the. Sucking in her stomach she was delighting in her body’s response at the same time as she wanted to withdraw from the sensation of cold. She could almost feel Jack Frost laying his icy fingers against her sensitive flesh. The world outside was so quiet, peaceful, unspoilt. In the background the music played, the haunting strains of the violin filling the room. It was calling her, enchanting her like a snake charmer, making her want to do its bidding. She closed her eyes, stretching her arms.