“Damn girl. Your black ass is gonna be the death of me.” He stated as he stroked his long grayish beard. He looked like one of the guitar players ...rom ZZ Top and he must have been in his early 60’s. He still had his boots and cowboy hat on as he laid on his back, breathing hard and sweating profusely. He reached over and grabbed a recently smoked cigar from the ashtray by the bed and then lit it, using a lighter that was on the bedside cabinet. He puffed a few times and then handed it to me as. ”I did and he stroked my back and the backs of my legs, making my skin tingle with expectation. He kissed my neck and fingered my damp hair.“Damn you have a sexy body. I love how smooth your skin is.”I moaned at the pleasure I felt in his embrace. “Hmm… that feels so good.”It was so erotically different from anything I’d experienced. I gave up any pretense of control and allowed him to play with my body in any way that he pleased. He moved behind me, raised my hips until I was on my knees, then. "Cool," he sent. I wondered if that information was going to make him think I wasn't interested in maintaining the friendship that had been developing."I'm thinking of adding more computers to the house so I don't have to keep remembering to take the laptop with me when I go to the bathroom." The house networked?" he asked."Yup, supposed to be good stuff from my cable provider. The tech was an older guy but very competent, from Guerneville." Sounds good." Do I need a Mitch Price seal of. For severalmoments, she shook, until her angst overcame her resistance and shestarted to bawl aloud. Again, Katie sat down beside her and let her cryon Katie's shoulder.After a bit, Tommi looked up. "We have to go."Katie nodded. "I know. First thing in the morning, we'll pack up andleave." No!" Tommi insisted strongly. "We have to go _now_!" Tears wereflowing down her cheeks.Katie's eyes widened. "But ... it's very late." _Now_," Tommi repeated insistently.Katie briefly pondered the ugly.