He asked me why I stopped and I said that I wanted to save it until we got to his house. When we got to his house I loo...ed at it. It was just a normal house on the block exept it was fixed up. As soon as we got on the porch he grabbed me from behind and started to kiss my neck. By this time I was feeling like I was going to burst. He opened the door with one hand and corrested my bulge with another hand. We walked in and I went and laid on the sofa. He walked in. And you just told me you like him... a lot.”“Yeah,” she smiled wistfully.“Well the rumor is that he's crushing on you something fierce.” She couldn't hide the deep blush. “I know what he wants. I know what all guys want. It's pretty obvious he really likes you.” I looked over at her. “So are you going to do something about it?” More quiet. More thinking.“I wouldn't know what to do,” she said finally, immediately realizing how stupid that sounded. She needed a little nudge.“Well I'm inviting him. It wasn't the first time Simon had stayed over night here and the master bedroom was just as he remembered it. Cheyenne's mum had put clean new sheets on the bed and folded the corner of the duvet back. It looked very inviting but Simon first made a beeline for the dresser. Opening the first draw he found Cheyenne's mums lingerie just where he expected it. As on the other occasions when he had stayed, there were a couple of particularly sexy thongs on the top of the pile of more ordinary. I was wearing a lacy white bohemian skirt that rode seductively on my hips and a short fitted top in a deep blue that brought out my brown eyes and the auburn streaks in my hair and showed just enough of my tummy to keep a man’s attention. I do not remember exactly what he said or how I wound up in his arms but, I was pressed tight against him kissing those soft lips. This was the start of a relationship that would last for almost two years. There are many stories to tell but I will start with.