When we eventually broke it off, she gave me a quick peck, then rolled me off of her. At first, I was worried, and disappointed. Maybe she came to her...senses and realized what just happened. But, it ended up that she was just removing her shirt and bra. Tossing them off the bed, she then moved over to me and began removing my clothes for me. I just laid there as she removed my shirt and pants. She didn’t touch my bra or panties though, which surprised me at first. Instead of just removing them. I only had a few girlfriends. I looked confused. She encouraged me. I agreed. I walked in and we all got comfortable in the living room. She got us some beers. We shook hands. We didn’t say much to each other. She put the radio on. She straddled him on the couch and started making out with him. I got a little bored until she removed her shirt and bra. He was nibbling her nipples when she looked at me and motioned for me to come to them. I was apprehensive. I walked slowly. When I got close. ” Her smile lightened. She’d decided not to unhinge her jaw and consume me whole just yet. I let her lead me away from the scene of my not-really crime. I was off balance here. I remembered something from my mind control training with Troy; “The one asking the questions is the one controlling the conversation.” I’d had to learn that from him; and so far, everything Lucinda had said to me, she’d ended with a question, meaning that I’d allowed myself to be put in the position of being the one. "Тогда сегодня приезжай ко мне вечером, в 9, будем смотреть фильмы, только сегодня без пива, не хочу, чтобы у тебя опять болела голова поутру", - я прочёл его смс и побежал, полетел, можно сказать, телепортировался домой.Время было уже в районе 6 вечера, и, не собираясь добираться на общественном транспорте, я спокойно принял душ, собрал вещи, в которых пойду завтра на работу, ведь я же не дома буду ночевать (от этой мысли в голове тараканы танцевали ламбаду и запускали фейерверки до искр из.