I leaned into her and our lips pressed firmly against each other. The taste of her lips was intoxicating! Like the feeling of the sun on your skin aft...r a long hard winter. I quickly moved my lips down her face and onto her neck. I could tell that even feeling my breath against her neck was causing immense pleasure for her. She pressed her body even closer into mine. I made my way across her ear and whispered, ‘I want you, I need you Sarah.’ At the same time, she was feeling my body with her. She was afraid he’d be so disgusted that she’d lose him. Matt moved closer. The device had piqued his interest in how it worked, how it was used. Holding it by its base, he reached out and placed the buzzing tip against Mary’s breast, on the nipple. Mary gasped as erotic thrills burst alive in her. She hadn’t expected this, but found it delightful. A moan escaped her lips and she leaned back against Matt’s warm flesh. She began to feel mushy inside as the young man moved the device from one. You look deep into my eyes, almost as if you are looking directly into my soul. Then I know that you’ve decided to take the leap. You lean in to kiss me again. This time, it’s different…deep, sensual, passionate. It’s the kind of kiss that I dream about. Your kisses take my breath away every time, and this time is no different. Our tongues tangle together, wanting to taste, probe, explore as deeply as possible. One arm is still wrapped tightly around your neck, pulling me as close as possible,. Marguerite… Marguerite had gone home thinking about this foreigner she’d gone to meet to help out her friend’s doubts. She sometimes saw things with an unusual lucidity, but only when the people concerned meant something to her in some way or other. When her brother got killed in the US she knew. She’d already told her mother before the police came round to inform them. She understood why she knew, he’d always been an important factor in her life, and his end had been awful. She didn’t.