"I felt so confused and worried. I didn't know what to do or think. Icontinued crying."Don't worry," he said. "I'll help you figure something out." Bu... I keptsniffling. Then he said, "You know, it's really late and I actually haveto go to school tomorrow for a few hours. I need some sleep. But when Iget back from school, you and I can do some fun things together - whateveryou want. And after that, once we've had some time to sit with this for awhile, you and I can come up with a plan for this. Her breasts heave with every breath she takes.I kiss her again. I can't get enough of her tongue in my mouth, as we kiss tenderly and longingly. I break our kiss and lower my head to her nipples and start sucking on them. First the left one, then the right one. I suck a nipple and savor its feel on my tongue. Oh, I think I'm in heaven.Her skin is so soft and warm. I run my tongue down her breast and into her armpit, I give it a little lick and she giggles, saying that it tickles. I work my way. Was she as excited to see me as I was her? Would we have enough to talk about after all this time that we wouldn’t have any awkward silences?As I approach the bar, I see her. She’s sitting on a table out the front, having a glass of wine. She gets up as I approach, and I give her a hug as we say hello. I linger a little longer than I should with the hug, and as we politely kiss each others cheeks I immediately feel that little familiar tingle, and wonder if she is thinking the same. I get. If I want to get laid, I go to Oahu and screw a tourist. He goes back to the mainland and brags about having bagged a local, and I go home happy that he’s not going home with me. I’m happy the way I am.”“I guess that’s one way of looking at it,” Betsy said.“Do I shock you?”“Not really. I’ve heard a lot of girls in college talk the same way,” Betsy said.“Good for them.”Betsy said, “Ann?”“I’m Ann and I used to work as a temp. Now I work for you.”“Any hobbies?”“No.”“What do you do for fun?”“I.