The door ajar, I hear the sounds of you sleeping. The room dark, a streetlight bathes the room in a soft, yellow sodium haze. I strip, quickly, my clo...hes discarded by the chair, no motivation to fold them neatly as my gaze is upon you.Naked. Your black hair corkscrews around your face, framing your elfin features. Lying on your side, your hip towards me. Arms crossed in front, covering your breasts, those soft, silken pillows. My eyes are drawn downward, the black hair trimmed, shaped. My. The results can be totally amazing if she is particularly sensitive towards being touched romantically in the neck region. There are no set rules regarding how to kiss a woman's neck. The dancing floor is definitely an interesting place to begin this activity. Begin by sending clear signals through moving her hair up from over her neck, breathing lightly on her neck, drawing her closer and closer, caressing her back, thighs, and ass. She will let you know when you are hitting the right chord. I have trouble meeting ladies. I don’t know why. I’m shy, you could say. But I'm human, like Morrissey says, and I need to be loved, just like anybody else does. So, instead of going out and meeting someone, I thought I’d try hiring a prostitute. I’d never done it before. And, to be honest, I didn’t even know how. You can’t just look them up in the yellow pages. And I didn’t trust the ads I saw in the free paper. So I decided to call my friend, Steve. Steve not only could hire a prostitute, he. She was this morning going through her morning routine, tidying the house up and getting dressed. Well there she was at the other end of the long hall in her bedroom facing the huge mirrors she had on the wall of her bedroom as she began the process I had waited for.I watched as she pulled her nightdress over her head, I began nervously fondling myself as her nakedness was revealed for all to see. I was the only one in the house and she thought I was downstairs watching TV. Her breasts sat.