Of what." "Afraid this isn't real." She heard the catch in his voice and turned around to straddle him. Grabbing his hand she ran it along her naked...body; over her breasts with their hard nipples and down her stomach to end at her moist pussy. "Does this feel real?" she whispered. She dipped her finger into her juices and brought it to his mouth. "Does this taste real?" she said, rubbing his lips with her finger. He licked her juice off her finger. She tasted sweet and tart. She tasted. Her long hair fell delicately on her bare shoulders !! I ask him how he knew my name. She responds with a smile, giving me my identity card. My document had fallen into carelessness and that princess had found it. I thanked. I asked her name and Jennifer told me. I invited her to have a champagne and talk. She told me yes. We talk and we talk. I felt that I was in heaven. She was the perfect lady. Then she tells me that she had to leave. I told her I could take her with my car wherever she. Oh, not telepathy. At least I don’t think it is, but somehow, there is something that helps us agree with each other – helps us to see, and feel, the other person’s side of things. We’re closer than sisters – closer than identical twins. I suppose you could say that it takes selfishness out of the equation.”“Daughter, I know that you are thrilled with your marriage. I never doubted that. It is just that I am finally realizing that I will never have what you and the others have. And ... it is my. Out of pure curiousity I hit the return button for the previous channel. Ok he was definitley watching a dirty movie on the premium channels. What a weirdo. Me being a 14 year old sheltered girl, I have never had the chance to really watch one so I get kinda tuned in as the woman starts to go down stairs on the muscular man. They don't really show anything just moaning and stuff but midway threw me watching he comes into the den laughing. I scurry to turn it back. I hop up and hand him.