Like me." She grinned."Just go with your heart," Derek said. "Do whatever you want or don't want to do. Don't let anyone tell you what to do. Be yours...lf."Trina's face fell, and she looked at them both for a moment. "Be yourself. I guess that's what it comes down to, isn't it." Why would you be anyone else?" Arie asked. "Why would you be me, or Derek, or Meredith, or Chrissy Wheatley, or Princess Diana? Do you know anything about being them? Of course not. We never do. So go with what you know.. The dark flesh of Marlon’s hand was now meeting the white flesh of her thigh. Fingers were between her legs rising slowly to her mound. As her mound came into view Marlon took a deep breath. He was now in a state of heavy excitement. Soon her panties were in full view as the hem of her dress was pulled right back. Her pussy could be clearly seen through the thin, see-through material. It was inviting. John watched as Marlon’s fingers touched her. He looked up at Ann and saw that her eyes were. Hand it to me when I ask for it.’ Emily drove slowly, one hand on the wheel and one hand trying to hold the blouse closed enough so that no one would arrest her for indecent exposure. She wasn’t allowed to raise the windows or button the blouse and Emily wasn’t sure how she would make it home without an accident. But she did, sitting in the driveway almost thirty seconds before the door opened. The kids playing in the street ignored her for a few seconds and she could see where a few were. "I think so." "Well then, we'd better be getting you home." And so she walked me back to my digs, and left me there to stumble up to my bed, and to lust-filled dreams of her. A couple weeks later I was at another party, when a voice in my ear said, "I hope you won't drink too much tonight." We talked, we danced, and this time it was I who walked Sarah home, and got a kiss on the doorstep as my reward. We started to meet often, and then one Saturday night I didn't get left on the doorstep.