She had a face with marked features, an open smile, fleshy lips and white teeth, dark and deep eyes. She was talking to her easily, now and then repea...ing her name, Michelle, so that she started relaxing and smiled. Francesca got closer and kissed her on a cheek, then on the forehead, on the eyes, and then she brushed against her mouth with her lips. She was stroking her shoulder, in that moment Michelle left her arms hanging at her sides, she let her kiss on the mouth without resisting, she. He showed us many places in his home town. In the evening, he took us to Italian Restaurant. The place was very cozy and comfy. We ate some of its famous dishes and drank quite a lot of wine. We also enjoyed the show. By the time we reached home it was 9.30 pm. Before I went to my room I told John to watch our rooms light. John smiled and said ok. Tonight Mary had drank quite a lot of wine and was quite tipsy. She felt hot and removed all her clothing and was sound asleep. I tried to shake her. I knew that put me on 'gay' on the sexuality scale.I finally cleared my throat. "Look, Justin. It wasn't Mallory. You're so far off it isn't even funny."His face contorted in confusion and I just wanted to strangle him. I didn't even think I could be this hard as ignorant as he was acting. My groan of displeasure apparently made him come to a realization and he sat beside me."So far off. So like, does that mean what I think it means?" You tell me, dipshit." El, are you gay?"Hallejuah!. "I would have never guessed I would ever see you like this, but I can’t help but admire you.” I lightly stroked her hair, her long blonde hair that hung loosely halfway down her back. As I inhaled I found myself enjoying her scent. I couldn’t pin it down because I don’t ever recall her wearing anything specific. I did find it as intoxicating as the feeling of power and control I was feeling.She tried to say something, but the gag was an effective one. I put my hands on her hips and stroked the.