I was famished after so much fucking. Mary's stomach gave a cute rumble and she laughed.We went to the food court and purchased lunch. Mary had a larg... plate of pasta and a slice of pizza from Sbarro's while I hit up the Chinese buffet, getting chow mein, orange chicken, sweet and sour pork and some egg rolls to share with Mary. We chatted as we ate, talking about the TV Shows that we liked, and about movies and books. Mary, it turned out, loved cop dramas. She watched all of them. Her. Making sure my nails were presentable and polished. I alsochecked for and found some heels to wear.And so early on a Saturday morning, a morning I usually had a lie in, Igot up and dressed from the skin out. I took my time and didn't rush. Irelished the chance to become my femme-self. I applied a very subtledaytime look to my make up not wanting to over do it.I felt wonderful. And I took several pictures with my phone. I thoughtabout sending them to Eos. I wrote her a text asking 'What do you. Granted, I had just finished my last year of high school but that was still too young to be on one's own. While she hadn't said so, she had been worried, however, that I would put a crimp in her routine. And I had, at that ... because of me, she had stayed 'textile' for over six months. Just thinking about it, I could almost feel her scratching and tugging at her uncomfortable clothes.Now, a year later, when I wasn't there, she didn't know what to do with herself. On a whim, she slipped on a. Trailing the rose back down her nose, he brought it to rest against her full bottom lip. Looking her straight in the eye he started to lightly skim her lips with the soft petals until she was aching for the pressure only his lips could provide. Gasping as he outlined the slight curving bow of her top lip, she used every last ounce of will power to keep from pulling him down and attacking him in a kiss to end this sensual torment. How the hell is this wild man coming up with these moves? Does he.