. its like this John... I could not help but notice how our eyes often met and held. If she had been someone elses mom, I would have jumped at the cha...ce." This was the first and only time I heard anything resembling regret or guilt on Dan's part. "When the flirting started I knew she was hot to trot." I never heard anyone actually use that term before, other than some dumb television show. "I went slowly at first, hugs and innocent touches." He smiled at the memory, his mind far away. "She. You didn’t have your hand on the back of my head, make me take it deeper than I wanted, beat me up with it, you just enjoyed it, even touched my cheek and smiled to me. It’s not a violent act, it’s supposed to be a tender act to enhance what happens later. You let it be that way.”I chuckled and said,” You were with a man, not a boy. A man treats a woman like a woman needs to be treated when they are making each other happy. Forget if there was any love involved, sometimes it’s about release,. The tits themselves looked like marble, blue veins showing slightly below the flesh. At the base each breast had been pulled through 3 consecutive plastic rings, each about 1 inch in width and 4 inches in diameter, thus reducing her breasts to 3 inch long tubes. The remaining breast sat on top of that flesh tube, looking like a ball of flesh on a vase. Each nipple was a dark red meat, resembling a tiny finger. They were about 2 inches in length. Looking closer, Janet saw that each nipple had a. I waswaiting in my balcony for her. It started raining heavily outside and it wasperfectly romantic scene. After a while she came and stood beside me. We arejust chatting regarding office and all, and matter came to her problem. Sheagain started crying. I was worried how to handle this kinda situation. I just put my hand on hershoulder and tried to console her, but she continued weeping. I dont know fromwhere it came to my mind, but I directly kissed her on forehead. Devil startedto kick me..