Nate flashed a grin. "Now I could say something about Mitch and restraints. I was talking to his girlfriend the other day and—" "No! Stop! TMI!" Rya... held up her hands. "Very funny, but we need to get serious. Time to revisit the arrangements we used last year, before Jason. You still have your guitar, right, Nate? "We've done it before, Ryan. We'll be fine," Nate assured her. "And yes, I do. It's right over there; I left it here last week. I must have known something was coming." "You know,. ” We went downstairs to get some breakfast and juice. Sitting at the breakfast table, I couldn't take my eyes off her. We had fucked at least four times but I had lost count. I could feel an ache in my scrotum but I didn't care, I wanted more. ”Let me go check on Tom,” Janie said, ”He is pretty sick.”I watched her bare ass under her nightshirt, still no panties, as she climbed the stairs. My cock began to rise again. I quietly followed her up the stairs. Looking down the hall, I saw her. If Jeremy doesn't fancy me as I am, he knows where the door is.A splash or two of scent and I'm ready.Only I'm not.It isn't the thought of being fucked that makes me hesitate. I can livewith Jeremy thrusting his penis into my vagina night after night - Isuspect I might even come to enjoy it. What's stopping me is the suddenrealisation that sex will be the cement that binds us together as a couple.After we've slept together I'll be his girlfriend, with everything thatimplies.I remind myself that. ) I looked her over as she stood in line and she looked me over where I sat with a mischievous smile on her full lips. Then I looked at the way she moved her hips as she sauntered to a table close at hand. Her? Our? Story in poetical prose of rhythmic stanzas that will curl a girl’s toes. No rings she donned, “I’m a free woman” her song, As she crossed her long shapely legs, And looked at me impishly one table away, I safely went back to my book and read. I felt young eyes staring at me, With.