I got you all right... don't I? I was embarrassed and left, went and got my burger and beer, and sat at a table trying to put it past me. But that guy...sat in corner, right next to me. He smiled...Just relax, baby.He grabbed my burger and took a bite, staring right at me. I froze. Then he drank half my beer. I looked around, but no one was really paying attention. I moved in my seat, putting my hands on the bench, and he caught my hand before I brought it back up.I don't want any trouble.I don't. I hope you can tell that I'm comfortable with my sexuality; I know what I like, my husband likes what I know, and after the luxurious sex we had last night, I'm ever hopeful that he need stray no further than my side of the bed. I like to prepare for my time alone. The sun is shining in through the window and it's warm so I fold back the duvet and get a towel from the bathroom because if this goes to plan, I might well need something to absorb the excitement. Going to the bedside table, I take. Sssh,” she whispered, “it’s OK, and it’ll be over soon. Less than a minute now, and you’ll sleep…forever. But go ahead and struggle, it uses up your air and you’ll be done that much sooner.”The struggles slowed down a little and became less violent. Andrea wasn’t sure if Milla had heard her or was just becoming weaker. The trembling had stopped now, but Andrea could still feel the motions of Milla’s upper body through the leg she was holding between hers. The condemned woman’s mouth was open in. Whatever. He was cute I guess...but it doesn’t help me any.” I kissed her head and squeezed her to me. We just lay there for a bit, sharing out warmth, relaxing in the buzz we still had. Kirsten laughed then. “What?” I asked hazily. “The worst is,” she said softly, “I’m still so horny.” I laughed too. “Me too.” For some reason, I never really knew why, I reached my hand down, down between her legs to feel her sex. “Mm, you are wet.” “Gah!” Kirsten sat up in shock. “Tegan! What are you.