I squeezed her hands. "Then there are two ways of handling these cat-calls: ignore them or respond to them."She nodded, "It's a decision just like any...other."I thought about how I might react if I whistled at some hot babe and she just ignored me. It wouldn't really be good or bad, but I would wonder if she had even noticed. Was it because she had heard too many already or because she didn't think I was worth her time? If she did react to my attention however, I would at least be hopeful. A. Her breasts were full and perfectly round, her nipples hard, and a beautiful dark pink in colour, they seemed to be inviting him to touch ... to stroke ... to suckle on them.He stood holding his breath, as his eyes travelled down to her waist ... such a tiny waist, he thought that he could fit his hands around that waist and his fingers would meet, and overlap.He felt the blood rushing to his head, and his lungs about to explode, and forced himself to suck in a breath before he suffocated.Her. . this... (shifting uncompfortably in my seat while writing this) up my... er... Well,Okay,... whoever's Idea it is, mine or Hers... ... is STIL piss me off. (fusterated sigh)I would FUME over doing exactlly as instruced by this stupid arrogent full of herself bitch, and rush home to soak up every word She dribbeled out. You know what She called me once? Human waste. Can you Image? I just stared at the email for minutes, numbed my her words. What my fingers traveled next is purely irevelant.The. Alicia looked up at him, dried her eyes and sniffled. “Do you mean it?” “With all my heart, Alicia. I’ve never met a woman like you.” This time, Thakkor took the initiative, and kissed her. Alicia’s hands roamed over his back as he kissed her, his fingers caressing her hair. She felt as though she was hovering several inches above the bed, suspended on a cloud of bliss. While Thakkor’s hands didn’t stray from Alicia’s back, face, and hair, Alicia explored his muscular body, her arousal taking.