Both of his hands grabbed my waist and I was unable to bite down a deep sigh as I finally felt the light scent of his sweat and arousal, and the burni...g warmth of his skin through the fabric of my dress. His lips searched mine and I kissed him hard, as I had the first time, so long ago – a kiss whose depth had surprised us both, revealed an unexpected connection. I could feel him tense up at the sound of my moans, and my excitement seemed to slip past my lips as he pulled me against him, hands. " Well, I'm sure if you're sure, Lou-Ann." Then it's settled."---------His great, cloaked heart had given way in the Summer of '74. Never married, she'd given up and intended to move away from him, far away from California. "No more, Vince. No more." He'd heard this lament before, countless times, and so, gave this warning short shrift. "Bun, c'mon, we have time yet. What's the rush?" Her temper roiled, her tears welled, but, he did not see them, as usual marching ahead of her.He never saw nor. Her name was Trish. She had dirty blonde hair, so so looks and always dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, kinda tom boyish. She was about 5'6” nice hips, tight round ass and pretty decent sized tits, probably around 34 DD. She was smoking a cigarette and we topped to talk with her. The conversation went from “How have you been, we have not seen you around” to “ I am horny, you guys wanna take me up to my apartment and fuck the living shit out of me?” Trish had not been at the bar, but she seemed. “Duke stay!” Dana said softly gasping, “Good boy…stay.”The next time he growled, Dana turned and saw Karen’s mouth hanging open and eyes wide, standing at the doorway. Dana’s whole body blushed as she met her friends shocked gaze.“OH MY GOD! Karen! What are you doing here?” she said, then buried her face in the sheets.Dana wanted to run and hide but in her present condition she could do neither. She began to cry. Karen could see her friend wracked with sobs as she hid her face and it.