He lifted her shirt off her body, maneuvering it around her arms. Before he had left, Neveah would have never worn anything remotely close to the skim...y bra that prettily held her goodies. He wanted to salivate looking at the black lace that encased the smooth peanut butter skin. ‘Damn,’ he thought wishing she hadn’t fallen asleep. Vince wanted nothing more than to make love to the beauty who lay beneath him, but even in her sleep it was obvious how exhausted Neveah was, it was etched all over. He waited until we were on the trail again and riding out of earshot of the others, when he asked, “What happened when I was gone, honey? The men seem to be acting differently around you. I don’t know, maybe much more familiar than before.”I knew that was the perfect time to confess, and I had tears in my eyes as I responded, “I’m so sorry honey, but it just sort of happened. It was really cold the night before last, and Clint invited me to double up with him in his sleeping bag, the way the. My head buzzing from the bong hits we'd already taken, I watched him light up and inhaled deeply, then hold the smoke in his lungs. In my stoned haze, I looked at his buff physique. Jeff was an inordinately good looking man, lithe muscles bulging in a tight tank top, dark hair and darker eyes and intense features, someone who, if he had been born as a woman, most any man would have rated as a "10". He passed me the lit bong. "Here, suck on this." I inhaled deeply, then struggled to suppress a. Over the years, I’ve accumulated quite a large collection of pictures, video clips, and sexy stories on my laptop.Divya: You sure have a lot of this stuff, Anu.I immediately closed my laptop and snatched it from her.Me (angrily): Don’t you know that you must not take or see other’s personal things without their permission?Divya: Anu, but I am your best friend.Me: You won’t fucking understand.Divya: Anu, do you like these kinds of stuff?Me (reluctantly): I do.Divya: Do you want a man to do that.