We're handed our keys. 33 and 34. I pick up my bag and head towards the lift, you behind me, following my slipstream of my perfume. Watching my big as..., as I walk. In the lift not a word, but I can feel you're warm breathe on the back of my neck. As your breathing heavily, I hear you drop your bag to the floor...I can feel your wet lips on my neck and the bulge in your trousers, right up behind me. Then your left hand reach around my waist,up towards my nipple..your right hand slides down my. Slowly start talking, I wander why hewana talk to me. A hole week I have problems, always thinking about last weekwhat happened there, I don’t know what to think about it, I liked it I but think that I am not gay. My girlfriend saw me naked, and she was laughing with methat I had shaved all, she thought I did it myself and replied that is a gay thing, I hope you are not. Wow I replied, shaving is not only a gay thing, many heteroalso do it. I know he said, but after what she said I was not in. Fffire!" AKA immediately cranked his window down a few moreinches. Even though he felt it would take a good bit of secondhand smoke tocause any real problems, AKA preferred being safe as opposed to sorry whenit came to his own lungs. "Maybe my stuff's even better than what you hadat the pool. Go slow. It's great shit, but you don't want to overdo it rightoff the bat." The kid held the joint out so AKA could have histurn. "You," he hasped. "Not yet," AKA replied. He tapped his shirt pocket.. For the rest of that summer, I dressed whether my sister was at home or not, she gave me help with my make up, if mother was working away, she would paint my nails for me to so I could spend as much time as her sister as I could.We never had many friends and people thought that we were close but we just became closer. Although we had separate rooms, when we were alone at night I would stay in my underwear or borrow a nightie and get into bed next to her. Back then the nighties were much more.