The very day we met for the first time, I did not hesitate to ask for her mobile number. “You seem to be an interesting woman to talk with. So, may ... have the pleasure of adding you into my list of contact numbers?” I told ‘aunty’ Sheila. She, with a sexy smile, unhesitatingly took my phone and dialed her own number. That was the beginning of a journey to her bedroom.The ‘texting’s’ followed soon after we met. Passing on mutual complimentary messages and decent wishes and civilized queries. Mary looked at Allen's hand and she felt a spark fill her. She knew the man before her was something she needed and wanted and she had to figure out a way to keep him in her life. She sat erect and said with a soft voice, "When you did that to me in the kitchen, it was my first time ... It made me want to give you something, but now I'm getting scared you don't want it." What, your virginity?" Allen asked softly."Yes, is that wrong?" Mary asked with a slight quiver in her voice."Mary, I am. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him hard against her body, enjoying the feeling of a hard body against hers. She could feel his rough face, needing a shave as it rubbed against the tender parts of her inner thighs. These were unfamiliar but nice feelings, although she knew she didn't want them to replace permanently the joys she felt when she woke up in Wendy's arms.Peter was enjoying this unfamiliar body, as it thrust up to receive his plunging penis and soon, all too soon, he was. She picked up the in flight magazine and started to flip though the pages finally stopping at the maps in back."What's the subject?" I asked wondering how I could use this to get back to the topic I was interested in. Her.She asked me geography questions, things I had not studied since elementary school. What is the capital of this state? Where is this country located? After a few minutes she started to run out of questions. I did not complain because I was starting to run out of answers..