I grabbed her hand, pulled her into the bed, kissing her again, I went back to massaging her breasts, and started kissing all the way down yet again, ... stared at the perfectly shaven pussy, it was wet and glistening from the light of the candles in my room, I dived right in, and started licking and sucking on her clit, she moaned louder and louder the more I kept going, I could tell she never felt this in her life time, I noticed she was about to climax, so I held her down slightly as I kept. She returned the laugh. "Everybody speaks in code, sweetie," she said. "Just hoping to meet someone who can figure out what we really mean." “Just a play-date,” he said. “Promise.” “I see you looking at me every day,” she said, her smile now less private. She was playing with him. He wondered if he still remembered how to flirt. He began to respond with an embarrassed denial, but she stopped him and added, “It’s okay. I look at you too.” His felt a tiny thrill course through him. It felt like. I just happened to like everything about her, so I admired her, always tried to be a good friend. Like an older brother – a brother that would always admire her when she showed up, yes, but I was not actually her brother, so there was nothing creepy about it. Carolina was here by herself, doing college for two years now; she emancipated herself with sixteen and lived alone, working to pay her expenses since very young age. Very adult, with that calm way of talking and her very particular way of. He was naked again, and this time he was dryinghimself off with a towel. As he patted himself down I started feeling verypleasant.He was tall and very athletic, a smooth muscular chest and strong lookinglegs. His face was handsome, A chiseled chin, a sharp jaw, clean shaven andbright blue eyes. He was young too, but probably older than I was now. Hewas drying his hair as I stared at him, moving the towel down lazily untilhe covered his groin. He dried off down there for a sec, moving the.