After that the two are at like wild dogs. Nice to know my neighbors, especially those two. ... After work I went straight home. I got onboard the elevator heading for my apartment. When I got there the doors opened up and there was Cynthia in all her sexiness. Her hair was still braided, she wore a white tubetop, denim skirt, and those same pair of red mules showing of those nicely trimmed and polished toenails. Her golden. "The Brit look at me and I knew he was hoping we would make up. I looked at The Brit who replied, "Sure why not,."Why not indeed" I said."Sylvia have you forgiven me for helping those two ingrates," She said."No, but I'm past the point of killing you all," I said."Thats a good thing then, So who is going to drive up there?" Mary Ellen asked."I can drive the SUV and we will all have a little room," The Brit suggested. It was agreed that we would meet at the new pub building and drive up in the. I knew this from getting crotch shots all night. She was not wearing a bra either so her nipples were poking thru her shirt. I had had all I could take and headed off to my room to relieve the pressure that had built up in my balls. Once in my room I wasted no time taking off all my clothes and getting on the bed. I laid out and grabbed my lotion and started to stroke my cock. It was hard as steel and my warm hand felt good around it. I pretended my hand was Meg's pussy, I had not ever had. I was no longer satisfied with the stunts I did with my friends or the fantasy world I lived in inside my mind, I needed the real thing. I came into contact with the fact that there are lifestyles for people like me who loved to be tied but from where I come from and my parents this was totally out of question. I couldn't ask them or search for information. They were really honest with me regarding sex and the whole where children come from thing and how to keep myself safe but with anything.