Sliding her pants down to her knees, I melted at the sight of her black thong. She beckoned me to her with one finger and I dove down to kiss her agai... and again, and again. Locked in a kiss, my fingers began to twiddle her wet pussy. She pressed harder against my lips and began driving her tongue in my mouth, practically aiming for my throat.Faster and faster, I slid my hand against her slit, and she was enjoying every second of it. So much to the point she attacked my jeans and took out my. ” “Oh, the story of my life!” she said dramatically, putting one hand to her forehead, “If only I could find my way. Please do sit down, you’re making me nervous just standing there.” “Well, just for a moment,” I replied, “I’m supposed to be in the second class diner.” “It’s not against the law to invite guests to dinner,” she laughed, “Besides, I hate dining alone.” “Well, I’m not sure,” I continued, thinking of my financial situation, “I’m on a budget.” “Don’t be silly!” she declared,. You let me run! You let me run away and you didn't even try to stop me!" I was too shocked... I thought you were going to hate me forever..." I do! I love you Andrew and you let me run!" I've been trying to talk to you! And Brooke, I love you just as much!" Then this time don't let me run, and hold me and never let go...." I moved in and held her close and kissed the tears off of her face then she twisted her head towards mine and kissed me dead on the lips. "Why wouldn't you talk to me. It’s somewhat dark here too and I have heard that this place is used by couples to have fun. At the second floor I saw a girl sitting down on the stairs, and to my surprise she was Anita. She too was surprised and we greeted each other. She said she is here to shop but it’s closed so she is waiting. I said the same thing. We started talking casually. She wore a sleeveless white colored tight top with deep neck exposing her cleavage a lot. She looked hot AF.I asked her – How’s life after breakup.