Her attitude was so positive and that was something I admired in her. When the target has been set the hunter was just required to pull off the trigge... it was college week and various activities were on Sheetal, I could see, was full of energy and she participated in most of the events with great enthusiasm. Cool girl! It was then that I decided to either make or break. It was now or never. I decided to go for the kill and make the girl of dreams mine and mine alone! It was a challenge, but no. Friday morning I got up early and left for work before Tracy got up. I tried to stay busy but I was heart broken. I couldn't understand how things could have been going so well for us and suddenly turn so bad. By eleven o'clock that morning I hadn't accomplished a thing and was thinking of taking the rest of the day off as a sick day.I hadn't quite decided whether to go home or not when Jack Farris called me. Jack is my boss. He said that our office in Lexington was having some network problems. “Sure. I don’t see the point of forbidding teenagers to drink if they get drunk whenever they like by one or another way anyway.” Rosalyn replied as though she had prepared and used that sentence many times before. “Alright then. Come to the living room and have a sit on the couch. I’ll get your drinks.” Both of them followed me in the living room and sat on the couch. I opened the cupboard where I stored my drinks. “Want some ice cubes, ladies?” “Nope, no ice for me but put some in for. Flesh against flesh, warm and damp. My dick went soft and fell out of her, a sticky mess starting to dry all over my lap and legs. But I feel myself stiffen a bit as I breathe in her scent again, launched right back into the memory of everything I'd done to her before falling asleep. "I'm not done with you yet."I grab hold of her asscheeks and thighs, pulling her tight, then lift her with me as I grunt and stand. Her arms and head draped over my shoulders in a hug, her legs wrapped loosely.