‘I play soccer every Saturday morning, but other than that, I figure I’ll just try to get my apartment back in order.’ Alicia didn’t say anyth...ng and I started to feel like I might be blowing it. I know that asking me if I had plans was an opportunity to ask her out, but I couldn’t. Yet I didn’t want her to think I didn’t want to. I decided I would rather risk her thinking bad about me than thinking I just don’t like her, so I touched her arm and stopped her on the sidewalk. I gently moved her. I ran into DeeDee one day and I couldn’t believe my eyes. She certainly wasn’t that awkward girl I used to know.She was a good looking, confident thirty-one-year-old woman. It was obvious from first look that her early start in puberty had served her well. She had a beautifully curvy body with great tits. I’d later find out after we were married that she was a 38DD. I asked her out and the rest is history, as they say.Over our first few dates we did the typical, catching up on the years since. While this tongue fight was going on, my right hand was behind her head supporting her and playing with her hair whilst I moved my left hand to her right breast and started caressing her breast. At first she tried to remove my hand but I did not budge. She then let me do it and soft moans of aaahhhhh ooooohhhhhhh. I started coming out from her mouth. That was the point when I knew that she had completely turned on and would do anything to quench her thirst. I broke the kiss and looked into her. ”-Cream, “Tales of Brave Ulysses”The Sun shone through the open balcony doors into the bedroom of the castle. It cast its beam across the marbled floor, onto the Persian rug, across the king-sized bed, and onto the face of Contessa Helena de San Finzione. She opened one eye slightly and the light entered it as well.Helena grumbled and turned over, burying her face in the long, black hair of the woman sleeping next to her. The memory that she had things to do today pounded on her one-quarter.