None of the now rusticfurnishings had been in his room. Only the bed.Even more startling, though, was the reflection he cast in the silveredglass as h... paused before the mirror. For where a tall, young man oftwenty-nine should have stood, was reflected a scantily clad brunettewith wide, green eyes that didn't look twenty. She had full breaststhat heaved with his gasp for air, and he reached down to feel the alltoo real sensations of a very female body beneath the thin, almostimmodest night. "See how you like it. Now put me down," I screamed as he dropped me down on the couch. "You'll have to work for this bed, Sara." Somehow you'll have to get me off it," he said with a smile as he jumped back on the bed. "That's not fair," I pouted as I picked up a pillow and tossed it at his head. "I'm just a little girl and I need my beauty sleep." You're beautiful enough," he said with a wink. "Besides, I'll be having my first drinks ever, so I'll need the bed to nurse my hangover." "Yeah. I went and changed in to short and a tshirt and sat on a stool. Sarita stood behind me and started rubbing by hair dry with a towel. After few minutes she put the towel away and ran her fingers through my hair making sure it was dry. At the touch of her cool fingers a small moan escaped my lips. “is everything alright” she asked. “oh nothing…just a slight headache… it will go away” I covered up. “here let me massage your forehead and temple, it will make you feel better” Sarita said.The touch. And I said "Okay. Let's go upstairs in my room. I prepare already some information there, hope they can help us."When we got to my room,"nice place you've got here." She said again."thanks." I said.She suddenly jump into the bed and pretend to be asleep. I try to wake her up as if she was really asleep and as I'm going to shout at her ears, she suddenly turned facing me and our lips accidentally kissed each other.. It was soft and wet and I can taste that it was cherry flavored.."Ohh. I'm.