Little by little, in your imagination, a relationship begins to form.Then one evening, just before she closes her curtains, she seems to be looking di...ectly at you. Your heart misses a beat, and you blush beetroot red.As her curtains close, she raises a pair of binoculars to her own eyes and smiles at you, no-one else, only YOU.Now you can't sleep. All you can think about is tomorrow and 'her' and YOU!Amanda writes:I've never been caught 'watching' before.My heart lurches, and suddenly I'm. . I don't know." I do know. His heart belongs to you. I've seen it in the way he talks about you. No one stops that." But he..." What?" He pushed me out. Told me to go." In the fire?" Yeah." Jessica, I understand you'll be talking to Ken. He's good and can make you understand some of your feelings. Times like this can sometimes make you think things that seem so real to you, but they're just not. John isn't going to understand that you feel this way. He's going to want to be with you. If he. So now I get1 hour with each of them. All together, one place, one time, and I can doanything I want. More importantly they have to do everything I tell them to forthe whole evening. Now their scared, as well they should be" "Oh I want you to be there. I'll need a maid to help me with a few of thegames. So here's the deal. I took the outfit somewhere for you. A limo willpick you up shortly and take you there. Do exactly as you are told and we'llboth have a lot of fun." Rubbing my. I let her in and as she walked toward the living room couch, I ogled at her ass. Oh! What an ass she has! She was tired (I suppose from dancing and/or making out with guys in the party. I dunno) and she just sat down on the couch and rest her head on the back of the couch. This was a perfect scenario for me. I approached her slowly and sat down on her left side, and then slowly I began to massage her head.“You look really tired!” I said.“Yeah there was so much dancing and talking and laughing..