I was reading all her info and intrest for the sole purpose that I wanted to know if my understanding was juxtaposed with her personality. I wanted to...get in this bitches mind, see who she was....looking at her very soul through the patterns of her post!!! So simple and easy, oh I digress once again. I see her drinking and socialising, her success as a cheerleader and slut of the party. THATS THE THING, my intuition SCREAMS that she is not a slut, not a girl that would put out so easily. I. In addition I spent a very pleasant weekend at our local nudist camp and found Emma there with her daughter Emily. Not only did I fuck Emma that weekend but when she was unexpectedly called away I actually fucked Emily too. That weekend I was surprised nay shocked to find that Jo was there too having been a naturist since she was very young. I have therefore had the pleasure of seeing her naked; I liked what I saw and would love to have my way with her but I doubt that it shall ever happen. . Being drunk i started to talk out loud and said that i thought she was cheating on me and I thought I liked it. She rolled over and said, " you're fucked up. Fucked up." I was embarrassed and ashamed and went to sleep without finishing. A couple weeks later it was valentine's day and she said her mom was getting her a tattoo for a present. I asked, "on valentine's day?!" She replied in a rude tone, "yes, on valentine's day. I get one every year." It was our first one together so i dropped it,. We stood there for a minute or two, her leaning back against my chest and me still hard and inside of her. When she finally spoke it was with a breathless, almost far away voice. "Where do you live?" she whimpered. I told her. "Wait here. I'm grabbing my purse, and then we're going to your place and we're going to do this again a few more times. Don't leave." Like I was really going anywhere without her. As we began to see each other over the next few months, three things became clear: We.