If I told her, then it might interfere with my plans to fuck Matt."It's...difficult to talk about," was my response.Breanna looked up at me in the dar...ness as if she could see my face. "Telling you about how Matt and I fooled around as k**s was hard for me to talk about. But after I told you, I felt a lot better. In fact, it made me feel closer to you. You promised not to tell anyone about it, and I trust you to keep your promise. If there's something you want to tell me, I promise to keep it a. I reached up to unhook the bra strap from behind, as she pulled my polo up over my head leaving us both topless on the bed. As her breasts bounced free, I involuntarily muttered “Wow” and she smiled and leaned back to kissing me.This time the kissing involved a lot more passion and tongue, and my hands began to wander under her jeans waistline to cup her butt through her cotton underwear. She also moved her hands towards my groin and began to unbuckle my belt and release the top button of my. It’s my birthday gift to Kara. It’s one I know she wants. And before you question me, she didn’t pressure me or even ask.”“Are you sure about this?” I asked.“Yes.”“Jess?”“Is it wrong to say I think it would be interesting to watch?”“No,” I replied. “Kara, what do you want to see?”“Everything,” she sighed.March 29, 1997, Chicago, IllinoisOn Saturday morning I woke early, despite the very late night and very early morning activities, and thought back to what had happened in the sauna. It had been. She was gracious and lovely in her looks and demeanor, but with an aloofness that he found fascinating. Henri began to bare himself to Arabella and she accepted his openness. She, however, still kept her reserve. Henri pursued her with a rare passion and fell deeply in love with her. He took the final step and proposed marriage. Arabella declared the only way she would marry him was for him to never inquire about her background and to sign all rights and privileges of his wealth and power.