Then came dread, which passed, followed by a dead feeling of emptiness and sadness.That first Wednesday it came as a shock: he had mentally rationalis...d his situation. Only thirty-seven days. Yes she was beautiful, yes with a totally compatible character and a wonderfully loving way about her. Yes she was highly intelligent. On the other hand he had hardly got to know her and would therefore get over her easily.However, his brain clearly had not communicated this to his emotions and he was. I play with my belly button, slowly working my hand along the toned centre of my stomach, flicking the bottom of my top. My thumb pushes further and further up with my little finger still circling my belly button, and my skin to begins to prickle as my breathing increases. Without conscious thought my left hand slips down my side and presses the crotch of my pink tartan pyjama bottoms into my glowing mound. I feel my trimmed auburn pubes rasp against the cotton, and my wetness grows causing. I wanted to try watching porn with her. It is the only thing we haven't done on a sleepover. She often openly told me in great detail about her sexual escapades with her boyfriend. She was a very erotic storyteller and very sensual too. I wanted to know her views and see what her reaction would be to watch two naked women fucking each other in bed.Friday night after work, I couldn’t wait to be with Karen. I was so excited and very aroused thinking of being with her. I grabbed my overnight bag,. A desperate cry wanted to part my lips and send the last of my breath to the surface, when my fingers finally found her hair and my hands could grip her around the arms to pull her up and out of the water. Her arms were slack and it didn’t seem like she was breathing, so I hoisted her up in my arms and started walking towards the stone she’d been sitting on. I half-ran to my goal, fighting the water every step of the way, cursing my foolish romantic ideas about beautiful women taking moonlight.