Hesitantly I inched my knee length skirt up until it was around my waist, and the black of my knickers could clearly be seen. I was nervous at the pro...pect of raising my skirt so high that you could see my knickers, which seemed churlish when my new friend was only wearing high heels! The look of encouragement flitted across her face again, which I interpreted – guessed at, this was all a new game to me – to mean that she was after a little more reciprocity. I stroked myself, gentle little dabs. I swear the guy can just fuck with his only his mouth. It's such a turn-on. Soft, gentle, tongue always dancing around, and no wetness, just a soft kiss. He lets his jacket fall to the floor and I unbutton his shirt and pull it out. I slide my hands over his shoulders and down his back. My breath quickens as I touch his skin- soft, with wiry muscles underneath. He just come from work, he smells like an office. I wonder what I smell like to him when he breaks the kiss, licks his lips to taste me. I know it’s a huge step for you, but they’ll be so busy spoiling Jeremy, they won’t really think about you.’ She rubbed Lauren’s back hoping her predictions would come true. Lauren nodded, knowing there would be no turning back. Julia’s mother expected that she would show up. ‘I wish I could lie to you about this and tell you my parents will love you. It’s going to be hard for both of us, but we’re together Lauren. I won’t stand with them if they are less than cordial to you.’ Julia reassured. Apartment 12 was two doors to the left of the elevator on the second floor. I set my duffel bag down and knocked. It opened almost immediately. Nancy was a good six inches shorter than me. Her hair was brown and straight, parted in the middle and held back by a flowered barrette on the right side. I was struck by the length of her face. Her nose was thin and seemed to hang above her mouth in perfect suspension. It was a welcoming expression, innocent, almost childlike. Her brown eyes looked up.