I want you to feel my lips on the back of your neck, to turn and kiss me, to feel my hands running up your legs lifting your skirt.I want you to be gu...ded back to the sofa, to feel the coolness of the leather on the backs of your legs as we kiss and caress.I want you to feel me guiding your knickers to one side and find you are already wet with anticipation, to gently wrap your legs around my back as I slide my fingers into you, as I want to make you mine…We stop and I ask if you would like. The candle light only made them appear in a soft, surreal golden hue, they looked like a beautiful painting. Art, depicting, not imitating life. I have continued to struggle with my desperate desire to crawl to them on my hands and knees and begging and pleading with them to allow me to share their bed. To include me in their love making, to tell them they can do whatever they want with me. Knowing full well that at some point, that this is exactly what is going to happen. Sooner or later.. My memory leaps forward like skipping chapters in a book as I focus in on one of my most intense memories, every detail burned into my brain as if only a moment has passed. You had come over to help me study and brought me Indian food per my request less than an hour ago when I was on the phone jokingly asking you to come over and keep me company as I studied the night away. You should have seen the look on my face as I hung up the phone after you said you will be here soon. ‘Nah,’ I thought to. I thought she was into it and said so. She got mad and stormed off, just like that.I walked around looking for Dawn. It had been almost an hour since the last time I saw her and I wanted to make sure she was okay. That's when I spotted her on the dance floor. When she was younger she had taken two years of gymnastics and ballet and was very limber. Some of the moves she was doing I know they didn't teach in ballet.I wasn't the only one who noticed her shaking her ass as most of the guys near by.