He’d take it to bed with him - holding it close to his face so he could smell the scent of her blood.Dillon’s shower was the physical incarnation ...f his new mindset. Purged of any doubt, thoroughly absolved of any wrong-doing. His actions having directly led to Suki assaulting him with her body. It was all the justification he needed.Should I post another picture on her Facebook? Tonight? Late? He thought, shutting the water off. Late at night would be sure to scare her.Stepping out of the. Mom had pulled down the straps of her swimsuit and lay flat on her stomach, waiting. Her toned body glimmered in the hot afternoon sun. I sat down on the end of the lounge chair and squirted some lotion into my hand. Then I threw a leg over the foot of the chair so I was straddling it and began rubbing Mom’s back. Her bare skin was warm to the touch.Mom jumped. “Ooh, that’s cold,” she said gasping. Then she closed her eyes and leaned back into my rubbing. I allowed myself the pleasure of. He hoped, he always hoped the guy would be gone but most of the time they weren't.They drove by the bar but there was no sign of the man, he wanted to go home but Tammy insisted that they go a little further down the road. The dark road unwound before them as the headlights pushed through the almost solid sheet of rain. Every curve revealing an empty stretch of road ahead until at last they rounded a curve and the lights picked the man's shape out as he walked beside the road.Tommy had had. . who could possibly ask for one more? Still, the first time I find myself joined with someone in this intimate act, I find that I want to remember every little detail. I want to know how she smells, what words she whispers, whether touching her nipples excites her or irritates her, how she grips me, how slippery she is ... I don’t want to miss any of it. So, I lost myself in Whitney. I tasted her skin and inhaled the scent of her shampoo. I ran my hand down her chest and abdomen from her chin.