This pattern repeated for the next several days, typical of my week on/week off schedule. Come home, empty lunch pail, read e-mail, move e-mail from A...nie to Annie Bullshit Folder, slumber. A couple of times, I played the DVD and masturbated to the hot coupling therein. I flirted with the other nurses at work, spoke with my girlfriend on the phone on the way to and from work, did dishes and packed my lunch each evening while waiting for the coffee to perk, and generally made my way through my. I am in ectasy from what I feel and see. The Fire is red, AND IT'S Flame BURNS , THE fire of your kiss is what burning MY heart of desire, Touch me, baby, just kiss me LADY, Feeling our naked bodIES rubbing against each OTHER , Making love to you, maKES my heartS contend , Release all the passion you hold inside. And be prepared for a breathtaking ride. My world starts to blur, my senses overload, My heartbeats so fast, I fear it might explode. Strong, sensual, and oh so sweet , don't ever want. She took several photos and then remembered the newspaper part of the dare. Without getting dressed she peeked out the front door and saw no one in the neighborhood so she darted outside for the paper. It was reckless and dangerous and it made her already aching body long for more attention. She wanted to rush back inside and instead of more pictures, she wanted more orgasms.As she knelt down to pick up the paper the image flashed in her mind of her toys, her vibrator sitting on the desk. After a couple minutes it started to feel even better. Second by second it was feeling better and better. This wave of pleasure I had never felt rushed over me from my crotch up. An expression of surprise came over my face and I burst out giggling. Christina started giggling as well knowing what I had felt. We continued playing switching to barbies, never speaking of what happened ever again. Little did she know she had sparked a curiousity in me, and I would never be the same innocent little.