Not to mention how awkward it was seeing Kim after that. We weren’t really friends, but we were pretty friendly with each other and she usually drop...ed by my house every once in a while to say hello, smoke a spliff or something. She came by on a Wednesday, and I couldn’t quite look her in the eye, I think she knew something was up. She even told me her mom had been acting weird, and especially when she mentioned my name. I lied as best I could, which actually wasn’t that well. But what could. She gasped, momentarily clawing me in a most devine way. I nuzzled between her breasts, then kissed my way up along her throat. Our lips burned against each other. I could taste something sweeter than the infusion on hers. Something that I could only describe as life. Joyful life. I kissed her hungrily. Her hand tightening in my hair, she pulled me away. She breathed heavily. ‘Slowly,’ she said. She kissed me once. Twice. Our lips settled together. How long did we kiss? I am not certain. Time. I...um, I'm sooo sorry Bren." She was as surprided as me. Unable to respond she looked at me wide-eyed and speechless. A trace of a blush appearing on her cheeks as she attempted to cover her breasts with crossed arms. Again my need to see more overpowered me and my eyes locked onto her exposed bush. The thick, wild pubic hair contrasting with her pale skin was impossible to avoid. I tried again, "I...I...I'm...uh." I couldn't make any reasonably coherent sound. Reluctantly I pulled my eyes. They could be inside getting warm or who knows.”“Well I don’t like it,” Bridges says peering over the dune once more.Nash and Matthews have a system set up before they even begin their trek to the southern entrance. Matthews sets up atop a dune that gives her a view of roughly fifty meters while Nash scouts ahead. In case he is to miss a target, she eliminates it before it becomes a threat. The system works great with Matthews only having to take out a target once. While Nash is busy slitting.