I place my hands on your hip bones and gently push down and out, raking my fingernails on your tender skin, I ask innocently “ What’s the matter h...ney” as I pull them back in toward the crease of your legs. I slide a finger from each hand along the crease until the palms of my hands are cupping your sac. I cannot resist any longer, I lean forward and flick my tongue into your slit. Your hands grip the sheets. I run my tongue around the rim of your cock and slowly grip the head with my lips and. It’s not that long ago but it seemed so much more innocent then, there was no chance of it being advertised on facebook for the whole city to gatecrash and you could keep it to more or less the people you wanted. Invites were a minefield though, you couldn’t ask the boy you fancied outright, and you had to get your mate to ask his mate even though your mate fancied someone else….but somehow it worked. Yes, some girls spent the whole night crying in the downstairs loo and others disappeared with. My college life was also great, but I wish that I could have graduated in the States. I miss New York and the people I felt so connected with here.’ ‘I had a wild college experience. So many parties and trips to Las Vegas for spring break, I am surprised that I finished in four years. It is a good thing my mother was on my case to keep me from losing my focus. During that time in college I kept on thinking about you.’ ‘Oh, stop.’ ‘I really was thinking about you. You are the nicest person I. “Cross your fingers behind your back.”“What?”“That signifies you don’t mean it.”Maggie suppressed a giggle of her own with a hand over her mouth. The two friends were polar opposites. Sue was big, bold, brassy, and busty. Maggie was slender, mousy, and smart. She helped Sue with math and shone brighter in her large shadow. Maggie was serious about the pledge of chastity. Sue? What choice did she have? Her father was the pastor of the church.“Shhh,” Maggie admonished her. They joined in reading.