Now, Aimee wasn’t your average girlfriend, she was a total psycho. Every cliché fight you can imagine between a couple you can bet that we had it, ...he jealousy of the friends other women and even minuscule things I’d say she would pick up on and proceed to scream at me ruthlessly. Now, I’m not the smartest guy in the world but I had enough common sense to know that I wasn’t the direct reason for all of this anger in Aimee but for some stupid reason I decided to stick around and deal with this. ”I waved her off as I plugged up the blow dryer and got dressed at the same time. I turned the tv back on and turned to Robot Chicken and held the blow dryer over the spot and went into my own world for a while. Ten minutes later I was snapped back to reality when the doorbell rang. I unplugged the blow dryer and wrapped it up while noticing the spot went down drastically, but there was still a little there if you looked hard enough. When I opened the door to let them in Stephanie pushed past. I run my hand around between her thighs, gently lifting the skirt of her dress and trailing my fingers over silky soft skin and lacy panties. My touch makes her flinch and pull away, panting."Mr Knight, no. Not here," she says, looking from me to the door behind us, causing a smile to curve my lips."I can think of no better place, Lana."**************************************************************************************My name drips from his lips like melted chocolate making me whimper. This. When she saw him, she just pressed her entire body against mine and pushed back until I was pinned between her and they car. She grabbed my behind the neck and stuck her tongue in my mouth. She must have just put a piece of gum in because it was really fruity tasting. I went with it though grabbed her ass with both hands and went for her tonsils with my tongue.She grabs my hand and leads me toward her front door and my buddy is on his lawn with his jaw dropped. We get inside and she whispers,.