I have a feeling that I would make a great hermit,” she said.“I doubt that, but I’m going to let you go so I can rest up for the long drive. You...take care ‘Mo’,” I said with a laugh.“You too old man,” she said, before she broke the connection.I honestly did try to get some sleep, but my brain just wouldn’t shut down. The first thought I had was how could I get the area declared a no fly zone. I had an idea for that effort. I started right after Gerome had his Non Profit organization up and. She was incredible. I could tell she was playing with herself while we talked. Her breathing would quicken. Little ‘Mmmmph’ sounds were barely audible. I knew she was biting into her shoulder when I heard those sounds. She is somewhat vocal when she cums and since she still lives with her parents she muffles the screams anyway she can. Even if it means drawing blood. I know, I have the scars to prove it. So, we were friends again, even if only over the phone. I did want to see her though. It. I've never seen such a beautiful sight!Sweet love flowin' almost every night.I know forever we'll be doin' it!--Whenever I Call You "Friend" (Kenny Loggins)Camille picked me up at ten the next morning.When I got into the car, I saw that Sherry was already there. She was blushing furiously, mostly in anticipation of the initiation that would happen in just a little while. Unlike Camille, who was dressed in her uniform, Sherry was in her street clothes; her uniform was folded next to her in the. I was wearing a brown and cream basque with matching panties (hers, I had borrowed them), seamed tan stockings and light brown suede shoes with a low heel, all matching. I’d been up a while so I had done my hair and makeup and just stood there like her little sissy girl, which is really what I was.I wanted to just bury my lipstick mouth over her pussy and wake her up with my tongue, it was so tempting. But would this be something that took the dressing too far, if I made a direct sexual.