She looked back at me with a guilty expression, and I didn’t need a psychic link to know she felt awkward about the situation. She and I hadn’t fu...ked since she broke up with me Tuesday morning, she still harbored some guilt about that, and her hesitance to have a shower quickie with me earlier tonight suddenly made sense.“Sure we are, sweetheart,” I insisted, smiling and giving Dayna a ‘come here’ wave for her to join us. “No matter what else has happened, we’ll always be ‘old friends’.”Dayna. As the night went on we all were getting tipsy and having way to much fun if that's possible. A couple other guy's stopped by that knew my neighbors and to my surprise one of the guy's that I was actually attracted to on the beach earlier was among them. It's been awhile since I was with a guy but occasionally I get the urge like my girlfriend to suck a nice cock and more. I introduced myself to him whenever the opportunity arose his name was Ricardo from Spain. I have to admit that I was. Nobody seems to be able to agree on what the hell it means.”Damn. This woman is a walking mine field of hidden boundaries. First she tells me that I can't use the word 'relationship', despite the fact that we're pursuing one. Now, 'lifestyle' and 'girlfriend' are taboo. There went our moment of connection.“Oookay. I'll add it to the list, along with 'relationship'.”“Yes. Please do. I like you and I don't want this ruined by sloppy language. In case you can't tell, I'm interested. But I do have. She broke that moment by coming around and standing next to me so she could point things out. Now I could smell the fresh aroma of her body and I was just as mesmerized by that. I put my eyeballs back where they belonged and focused on the prints. The project immediately came back to me. ‘Ah yes, this is one that I try to forget, but can’t.’ She had her work face on now. ‘What is the story on it?’ ‘We had a customer who needed this on really short notice, like eight weeks from ‘go’ to.