She does the same as both our fingers continue to rub the aftershocks of our orgasms out of our tired bodies. She sighs into my neck as she slumps to ...he right side of my body and kisses my skin lightly, sending a shiver down my spine. I feel her smile against my neck at the effect she has on me and carefully moves her fingers from my clit, I do the same. We lay in a sweaty, exhausted mess for quite a while and neither of us decides to move. I close my eyes and relish in the feel of her warm. That image of her running toward me was seared into my mind. He said the students wanted to help Tent City rebuild and felt that emblazoning the image of Tent City on our wall would not only memorialize those who had what little they possessed taken from them, but that it would keep our attention on the continuing problem of homelessness and be a focal point for fundraising efforts. It was beautiful. He got applause and the president thanked him.Eric was followed by half a dozen different. His eyes were fascinating. They were deep blue, an almost purple shade. In his eyes though, were swirls of sparkling silver. They took her deeper and deeper...and deeper...until the only thing she could see were those beautiful eyes. The club disappeared, the people were gone. She could only see the eyes. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she felt something wrong, but she simply didn't care at this point. Alice wanted those eyes, she wanted to stay in them forever. Robert's voice was also. The only face to face conatct I had with another human during the week was the 'boy' as I called him. He would have been about eighteen and was slightly disabled, he walked unevenly with a bit of a limp. His main problem was a speech impediment, I couldn't understand him although he could obviously understand me. He started hanging about during the second week, watching me work. The first day he kept his distance but the second day I asked if he wanted to sit down and I found him a crate to sit.