He ran to his bedroom and into theattached bathroom. Hearing footsteps, he plunged his head into thesink and scrubbed his eyes until they started to ...urt. He knewsomething was wrong because he still felt a sticky weight on hiseyelids. A quick look in the mirror confirmed that his scrubbinghadn't removed much.A voice came from outside his door, "Steve, can you help me bring inthe groceries?" In a minute mom!"Panic fueled his thoughts as he stared into the mirror, "Waterproof!"As the panic. Then, I even dreamed about coming in his back gate and pulling off my clothes to straddle him in the bright, warm sun.I did begin to dress a bit differently when I knew I would see him and started choosing what I wore to be just a bit sexier, a bit more provocative. I began to see for myself that he was looking at me, and looking at me in a way that a man looks at a woman he wants. As each time went by, it seemed like we were each just a tiny bit more open with the flirtatious nature of our. O by the way if you are one of those guys she said she turned down maybe you should go back an try your luck again now that shes gotten a taste of some cock. i know after the fuckin she got saturday night shes gonna get that itch an be lookin for more of it real soon.UPDATE (Added about 6 months after the theater meeting): this bitch Sara is now a confirmed cock slut and even tho her website and profile still says she aint lookin for sex, she is. I found her posting in a few of the dirtierYahoo. What are you doing here?’ Samantha hopped off the pool table, and moved towards Drew, sizing him up as she moved. His light blond hair was short, but messy from him constantly running his hands through it. His eyes were a dark emerald green. His physical build was different from most men she pursued. Unlike Tyler and Jeremy, Drew was not ripped. He was in good physical condition, but he did not have washboard abs or bulging biceps. Right now, Samantha really did not care, she just needed one.