. frankly I think she made some of it up.Belinda also let me read the other stories. I didn't like the ones with me in them; it was weird reading an '...' and 'we' story (ED: We call that First Person Narrative, Roops. BL) where I was getting all of the attention. It's like having sex with yourself, but not in a good way. To make it up to me, Belinda promised to write me a story where I was the 'I' and she was the 'she' (ED: A Ghost Written First Person Narrative. BL). "And it will be super hot!". I met up with my friends at the bar and It was not long before the drinks started flowing and we spent a lot of time dancing and having a good old catch up. I must admit though I did start to feel a bit old in the bars even at the age of 30, the majority of the people in them were in there early 20's. As the night went on a few of the girls went home and there were 3 of us left in the bar and we sat and had a chat and decided to call it a night. I lived at the opposite side of the city to the. 3 Roma : Leave it.Sonia : No tell me please. Roma : You, yourself wanted me to go ahead. Sonia : No. Roma : Yes, you were when I touched you…you gave every impression that you wanted to go full throttle. Sonia : No I men Yes …but no. Roma : Yes..yes, tell me din’t you like my touches….??? Closing on her & placing her hands on her milky thighs. Sonia blushing : Romi darling you will make me mad with your touches.Saying this Sonia once again hugged Roma tightly & started kissing her all over like. I hadn’t seen them before, of course, and it was nice to get a chance to after seeing her around the building so many times.“Because of past, uh, incidences, I feel obligated to say,” Emma began, “that this is entirely voluntary. My job offer stands whether you strip or not. So does the cash. Please do not feel like you have to if you don’t want to. I don’t want to coerce you and have to take it in the ass again!”The brought laughter from everyone (since everyone in the room knew the story).