He noticed me looking and in a warm spanish accent asked me if he could stroke my hand.I smiled and told him yes, my voice breaking and making the wor...s sound girly and timid, something that excited me even more.Soon his warm hand was caressing mine, his fingers rough but gentle, as he began running them along the back of my hand ,deliberately grazing my thigh more and more with each stroke.Soon he made the leap from my hand to my thigh, initially running his fingers up and down the outside of. What had we done? Had we gone too far? What happens next? Where do we go from here? Will this fuck everything up? So many questions. ‘No I am just laying here basking in the moment. Just taking it all in.’ ‘Hmph.’ See this is where I would normal insert a dirty ass joke, but I’m not sure how this would go over now. ‘Why you hmph me like that? What’s wrong?’ ‘Nothing is wrong.’ ‘Nigga now you know that I know you too damn well for you to try me like that.’ Tel had valid point, I mean no one. . and it was actually rather good ... but we mustn't let him know that: his ego's already fit to burst!" Penny went back to bed."Come on ... leave some room for me!" she said, as she climbed over Paul's body and made herself comfortable again.Such was Penny and Paul's introduction to university life.They had been back from visiting her brother for some weeks, when Penny asked him:"Do you own a suit, Paulie?" No ... why do you ask?" I've been invited to a wedding, and as you are the official. I turned around and headed into the room. The lights were on low and there were all types of machines beeping and making noises. My thoughts that Ms. Jones had made too big a deal out of it went right out of my mind as I got a look of Elizabeth. Her face hardly looked like her face. It was swollen and very puffy with bruises and scratches and even some bandages on it. There was a tube which I guess was oxygen going to her nose. Her eyes were swollen and looked horrible. She was in a.