The poor thing didn’t deserve that. She stood up, scooping the flower up gently with a handful of soil to protect its roots - and immediately droppe... it, her heart pounding.Was it just her imagination, tricking her into thinking the roots had reached down through the soil to wrap gently around her fingers? It must be. She was just upset, and she wasn’t thinking clearly. Taking a deep breath, she leaned forward and stroked one of the petals. It was soft, like silk. “You’re just a reminder of. Offering a steadying hand on Amy’s thighs as she stood in the now-slippery bath, I waited and watched.As soon as she started peeing, instinct told me what I had to do to know something else about Amy. An adrenaline surge made my blood run cold as I pushed my face between Amy’s legs. Would this be too much, even for my best friend and soulmate? Would it be too much for me to know what it was like for her to pee into my mouth? That was my worry as I slurped experimentally at the pee pouring down. His dad was jamaican and his mom was japanese but no one really looked at him as a guy to date because he never really opened up to anyone. He was laying out by the pool relaxing when he saw someone peek over the wall, it was his neighbor Melissa. Melissa was a friend of Michael’s while growing up but they had somewhat drifted apart over the years. Melissa was a beautiful girl with hazel eyes and a dark olive skin tone, plus she was toting 36C breasts and a J-Lo ass that made men stop in their. Fantasizing, I almost came when he unloaded his jism down my throat.His schedule brought him to that stop once a week. I gave him my phone number and promised to spend an entire night in his sleeper if he phoned next week.It was now 3 in the afternoon and I wasn't even close to Sacramento yet. I headed back to the freeway and made good time for the next hour. I wanted to present Joe with more than the $35 I'd earned so far so I took the next exit ramp off the freeway.Two military guys were.