It was a great time.Finally, we got tired from dancing and we lay down. She laid down straight, and I lay upside down. My head was near her knees. Her...legs were all silky smooth as if freshly waxed. Then I asked her about her smooth legs and she said yes, she waxed last night since I was coming.I asked her: What is so special that I am coming?She said she just wanted to look good for me. I was feeling happy. Then I touched her knees and calf as if examining how smooth it was. A chill went down. To think that she have denied her boyfriend sex for so long just to reserve it for me. I could almost feel sorry for him. As I repeatedly pushed in and out of her body, I could see that her face has turned rather bluish which somehow made her look even more beautiful. I pulled her bra off her right breast and cup it lovingly in my hands and sucked on her exposed nipple. A nipple that was never to produce milk, I thought with a sense of bitter sweetness. I then kissed her on her open lips and. ..”Marcie laughed. “I did that once. But with foods that ended with ‘oni.’ Like, ‘Rice-a-roni, bologna, spumoni, calzone. But, there wasn’t a bet involved. My sorority was just full of bulimics.”He laughed. “I never realized how funny you can be, Marcie.”“Thank you, better late than never.”“And pretty.”“Wow, is that you or the Mojitos talking?”They exchanged a meaningful look, and while the music and conversations blared around them the room appeared to grow silent to Marcie. She cleared her. His tongue tenderly probed between my lips and met mine in an exquisite dance. There was passion here but not uncontrolled like last time, this was tender and gentle, loving and romantic. I was really enjoying this already. While continuing to kiss my lips his hand wandered down to my boobs and began to caress the small hillocks. Pulling his lips away he said, ‘You have beautiful breasts you know.’ I sighed, ‘But they’re too small, not like Jo’s. Hers are much more in proportion.’ I wasn’t.