At this stage I am removing my jacket and cravat and am hoping that will cause you to loosen your bodice. It may also persuade you to undo the buttons...on your dress as I remove my shirt. I sincerely hope, Amanda that you can recall my naked chest, that you can recall the way you stroked and caressed it and, as we got to know each other sexually, how you kissed, licked and sucked it. I can and do very clearly. As I sit here bare chested I am running my fingers over it trying desperately to. Yet to me it seemed like it vanished. She left her cup on the coffee table, so I just finished the conversation and went and put the coffee mugs into the drawer. I looked in the mirror for a brief moment to see myself and to make sure I still looked good. However in the mirror I saw what looked like a white mist in the background. I could barely make out what sort of looked like a torso, but it didn't last long enough for me to be able to make any assumptions or anything of the sort. So I just. It had the same effect on me. I started to get dreamy myself and felt a little dizzy. The strange feeling in me grew and started to become definite. Then it happened. I hadn't really expected he'd use his mouth on me, but that's exactly what he did. It was like an electric jolt to my system. Here was this upper classman, a senior, with his handsome face pressed hard up against my ass. Wild! I had heard about this but never tried it with Nelson or Steve. It was a revelation. A jumble of thoughts. It was one of those horseshoe shaped bars, and my seat was at the back of the bar, from where I had a clear view of the entry and most of the chairs in the joint. The bartender came over and asked, ‘Get you something friend?’ I looked at her very carefully and then I asked, ‘mind answering a couple of questions before I decide what I want to order now?’ ‘As long as you understand that if the question is about you and me, the answer now and at closing time will be no. As long as you understand.