Finally, she breaks the silence, “Baby, I need you; to feel you inside me.” “I know, sweetheart…” I whisper reassuringly, “I know exactly ...hat you need.” She lies back as my lips find her fragile, delicate throat and I softly kiss, lick, and bite a downward path, over her collar bone, to the neglected space between her well-formed breasts. My body works in concert; as my hands eagerly travel over her body, my mouth finds her sensitive nipples. Licking here, nibbling there, now sucking and. She came prepared for resistance; she had on a pair of tight jeans accompanied by a very unnecessary belt. She had a sweatshirt and probably a few other layers as well, which would all combine to act like medieval armor. “Well you saw Natalia’s car out front right?” she nodded, “I had her take me to her friend. The one who did the drugging. So we get there, Sarah’s sister is there and she sorta um…kidnaps me. Ashley put the beat down on Natalia’s friend and fixes herself and I get pounded. I'm terribly lonely today, the party I was invited had nothing of Christmas, but I was walking along the shop streets and missing my childhood. Maybe I like its memories. What I associate with it."She nodded."So, you didn't answer what you are doing tonight." Nothing," she said. "But..." But..." I don't want to go to a party." I am not going to a party." I think you shouldn't ask, Timmy." If you want to have dinner?" She just looked at me."My place. I can fix something. We can buy something. At first it was full of concentration and then it relaxed into a dreamy look. The fast section brought a look of wonder to her face and then, as the music reverted, the dreamy look returned. Steven did not say a word."Can you play it again, Uncle Steven?" Of course."He did so and watched the same range of emotions, less the intense concentration, move across her face."Well?" he asked at the end."Beautiful! It's so romantic." It is, isn't it?" How does the player... ?" Pianist." What?" The.