For a split second I looked in his eyes and felt something like how could I say it spark prehaps and then I knew for a fact what was coming next,Nick ...tarted slowly leaning in and for some starnge reason I was leaning in also so many things were running through my mind the main think was that little (big) voice screaming in my head for me to get the hell out of there and never look back but I obviously didn't listen for my lips had now met wit Nicks and we were in deep make out.he wrapped his. “Will it be as we spoke?” Mark asked softly, his fingers now sliding in her pussy, his thumb rubbing her clit. “Will he be just your… slave, and not… not the same as me?” The frown disappeared from Sophia’s face and she turned to look at her husband. His face was guarded no longer, and she could see the worry in his eyes, the hurt on his face. She placed a gentle hand to his cheek, the one she had slapped with force earlier. “I’m not looking for someone to replace you, husband,” she. Silly? Sure, but dreams ... dreams are powerful things. Lust is too.So here we were, after a drunken Saturday evening at the pub discussing girls we fancied, we wound up in the infamous Tower of London. Markus, a classmate and son of a minor lord, had a part time job giving tours here to school children. He had been a history major at school, before switching to pre-med, so it made sense in a way, and it provided him with some extra coin to drink up on the weekends.With his employee security. Probably not, shewas most likely just thinking it would be easier for us to work together.We happen to be next door neighbors.Anyway you see it, I get to hang out with Lizzie for the whole weekend.This is, dare I say it, going to be the best Science project I was everassigned. Class ended and after putting my things away in my locker, Icaught up to Lizzie and we walked home. On the way we discussed how wewere going to finish our project.She said I could come over to her house later at about.