If you wanted to share between Annie andme, that would be good. I would not be faithful, but I do love you in myown way." Rick I love what we have don... and I love you, but I really love and needAnnie."I then concentrated on riding Rick until we both came again. One moreshower and breakfast a last hug and kiss and I went home to Annie.Annie was full of excited questions. The most urgent one from her viewpoint was whether I thought I was gay or not. She was mighty relived whenI said that I was. I always loved woman who drive big suvs- a sort of character and attitude defining moment i would say or might be a kinky fetish of mine as well ;-)…she asked me to drop the things in the boot and i headed back…it took her some while to release the boot and i could realize she was fidgeting around in the driver’s seat….I couldn’t see much thru the tinted glass though and arranged the items in the boot once she opened it…i then slowly started walking back to the front realizing that my angel was. It is mid November and the weather is cold and miserable, you’ve recently turned eighteen and are still a virgin, after another day at college you get the public bus home. You’ve got this bus everyday for the last two years and Its always been busy with old people taking up every seat but recently this bus has been a double decker so you have the entire top row to yourself. So your waiting at the bus stop and as usual the bus is late and your getting colder by the second. Breathing into your. I tiptoed through the darkness, hoping that I wouldn’t accidentally bump into anything that made a noise. As far as I could tell, theirs were the only voices, so it was relatively easy to find them. When I was just a few yards away, I could hear Val’s voice. “You must be quite skilled with your hands,’ she giggled. “That certainly helps,” he responded softly, “But, most of the effort is in the head.” “Let me see your hands.” She asked. It was clear from the tone of her voice that she was moving.