" Smiling all of a sudden she leaned over and kissed me, a long lingering French kiss then said, "My instincts were right about you, and I wanted to ...uck you." That was the roughest and quickest, yet in a way very satisfying sex. I'd had quicker with men of course, but none had triggered my endorphins like she had. The next morning my mouth was as dry as a bone, a slight hangover no doubt from the wine and Liquor. I was alone in bed and had to pee, and headed for the bathroom. The others. She had a little seethrough skirt on that allowed the light through so on could see were her legs ended and the grion began that tattalizing gap at the top of the legs that i had dreamed of placing a hand upon just to feel her warmth.the bus was empty and she stood at the side of me telling me of the night she had planned with her friends out on the town. She smelled so good and looked better. she asked how i was and when i finnished the last bus tonight so maybe if your good i will take you. She said the old man would let loose his pathetic salvo of 2 or 3 droplets and then fall asleep. I asked how long that had been the case (apparently always.) I told her, a bit too loud so the mikes picked it up, that impotence was a valid divorce cause of action. She said she'd look into it. She gave me the biggest kiss yet; it lingered for 2 minutes. I hoped that 'he' was watching on TV somewhere. As it turned out, he WAS watching our every move. Now came my fun; I got to watch mom and the. If anything, she'd been pleased."Angry at you for spying? Hell, no! If I'd known I had an audience for that fucking, I'd have asked you to take pictures. That's something I want to remember in my old age! God, what a fucker he is!" Then YOU don't mind that I stood in the doorway and... and masturbated?" Liz was hesitant to say such things to her friend."I said it was okay. And you did head off Mr.?Elliot. Shit, we'd have never been able to explain our fucking to him. I bet he doesn't even know.