. far too long... After a few moments they pull apart and look deeply into one another’s eyes. Their feelings are so intense and the attraction that...was once there is still there. It never left, it was just hidden, blocked, kept away from Yulia this whole time. “I have a safe house,” the girl says. “The streets are not safe right now. When it gets dark I’ll take you to him. It will be harder for the police to recognize you.”Yulia agrees with that. She knows how hard it is to spot someone she is. As if she could read my mind, she asks me to “stop for a sec” and just pulls her top off to “make it easier for me.” I waste no time and work my way to her breasts and she leans back into me. There’s no mistaking what this is becoming as she gasps as I boldly roll each perfectly pink nipple between my thumbs and forefingers. I nuzzle her neck and lick the edge of her ear as I continue with her massage. She’s obviously in ecstasy; eyes closed, biting her lower lip. As I continue to rub and. Well she was back to her old self. I rose out of bed and drudged myself to the kitchen. I flicked the jug on and looked over at Tia to ask her what she wanted. To tell you the truth I almost jizzed in my pants when I saw her. She was wearing an incredibly tight tank top and a mini skirt that went just over her ass and no more. I wonder where she had got these clothes, who was I kidding I didn't care. All I cared was that she was wearing them. She seemed to notice me looking at her. "Like what. " Would simply being Joan make me thetarget of convenience for everyone else at school? There was anothermiddle school within equal walking distance in the other direction, butI definitely didn't want to be separated from Sam as we continued oureducation. Darla ended her conversation with Fred and shook me gently out of myreverie. "Are you alright Joan?" she asked with more than a hint ofconcern in her voice.I told her that I was fine, but also explained my fears for the future. Sam and I.