Beating myself up about my own behavior, sometimes during these days I shifted some of the blame from myself by thinking of how a different type of hu...band who would have helped protect me from myself. Maybe fifty percent of this was blame was unfair to Pete, but sometimes the grass always seems greener, right. As I look back now, I wouldn’t change Pete for any other man in the Universe, but I just think we were a dangerous fit for each other. Both too ready to play the game, with both of us. How hot I make you.I feel your arms reach around me, Sliding your hands under my shirt, you caress and squeeze my breasts gently pinching my nipples...feeling them get hard under your touch.Your fingers tracing around them my nipples getting harder.Leaning back against you, I can feel your hardness against me, I press my body tight against you.You slide your hands under my skirt, Your hands gently caressing me as they move downward.As your hands move over my belly and further down, you discover. I didn't want to jump straight into the dares. You never do. So I went with the obvious choice. "Truth."She smirked and tilted her head. "Hmm... Is it true that..." She looked around, thinking. "... that you once lived in California?"I squinted my eyes. What the fuck kind of question is that?! I slowly started shaking my head. "No, it isn't..."She shrugged. "Oh, alright. I'd just heard that somewhere." Seeing my face hold its current confused position, she laughed. "Calm down, Matt. We gotta. I had wanted her to get a sense of who Mica was for our screen play, so I didn’t try to get rid of her.I could tell that Mica enjoyed hanging out with Janet. That relationship was going nowhere, so it was an easy one. I knew that they would have to forge their own rules to manage it. Somethings would be out of bounds, but others would be made then even stronger. There was no where for me to fit the drug dealer in at the moment.He could become the common enemy, and help cement there friendship,.