We talk more I say look my wife is going out of town Friday stop over later that night and bring your clothes, he looks surprised and says I didn't kn...w you were into that Matt? Hey I like to get off as much as the next guy, So he comes over the next night and we talk and throw a few back, he says ok I'm going to change in your bathroom sure man go ahead. 10 minutes later he comes out in a tight black dress, black heels, garter stockings the whole deal, damn your look hot, thanks he says, he. A week after that and I couldn't imagine not having her. Nearly a year later, Sofia wasn't just my right hand; she was my best friend as well. I'd have gone crazy without her."Thanks." I picked up the glass and she gave me a little smile and went back to her organizer, filling in the blanks with Mr. Goethe.I took her picture, just because Sofia was so pretty. Not beautiful, nothing like that, but pretty in a secret way. The way my first girlfriend, Evelyn, had been pretty and maybe that was why. "Yeah, baby," he moaned, "do it, fuck youself -- now, tell me, who's Camille, what's she look like?" Oh, fuck!" Heather grunted and winced, her pussy seemed so tight, yet it was so wet, she wanted to fuck him so badly. "Um -- Camille --" Her breaths were short, it was hard to talk, she just wanted to get laid. "Um -- she's a girl in my dorm -- she's hot, black hair, nice tits, hot ass, she's Latin." And where did you fuck her?" His eyes stared at her finger inside her vagina while he heard the. Breathe, he thought, and went down to one knee. A practiced motion, he’d gone over the follow ups again and again when he could find the time alone, because of the awkwardness of presenting both gifts at once. “I’ve been going over this question in my head for a long time, and every time the answer is the same. I have to make a choice, because to do anything less is to lose you both without ever having tried. I love you too much to do that.” “The way the world supposedly works, is that I have.