It turns out I really like it and I think I have a good enough imagination to create some good stories. Of course, I do mix in some truths now and aga...n. Only a select few friends outside of Lush know that I write erotic stories. I had been talking to a Lush friend regularly. Mostly a little teasing about our sex lives, if we would ever want to meet any of our friends and of course we’d talk about our days IRL. I had mentioned in one of our talks that my high school reunion was coming up. It. I pushed my seat back into a fully reclined position and put both me feet onto the dashboard, my dress hiked-up mid-thigh, but I was fully relaxed and really enjoying the quiet and beauty of everything around me.The dappled light filtering through the trees, made me look as it flashed with each cool breeze blowing through the growth, and as I looked I caught sight of a man standing in the undergrowth.I saw his head and noted he was wearing one of those T-shirts that was modeled on Army. I exchange two or three messages with each making it clear that Im not interested in chatting or telling you “what I want to do to you”, I want to fuck, and right now. One lets call her D says ‘I love your vids and play with myself at work sometimes watching them. She then describes her favorite video of mine and how she was rubbing herself out when she saw my status change. Of course I’m like “come get it”. Twenty minutes or so go past while we are messaging and I hit that bored moment and. She was the perfect hostess, I thought, and I felt comfy right away. We sat and talked some more and I felt I could move into her apartment right away. About an hour later I left, telling her I had a great night, and we hugged. I didn’t want to let go of that hug she gave me. I wanted to hold on to her body all night long. Theresa felt soft and huggable and soooo loveable to me that I easily could have told her how glorious it felt to hug her like we did. We said goodbye, smiling at one another.