The spark we felt was obvious. We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways. I thought about texting him a few times but quickly chickened out. ...hen i got a simple message "u crossed my mind, how are u?" My stomach did backflips. I stared at the screen for like what seemed like hours, i tried to compose the perfect message, a combination of cool yet whitty.... All i could come up with was " i am good, u?" We then texted through out the rest of the afternoon. His messages were so. I reach your breasts, your moan slightly when I hold them in my hands, your bra filled with your lovely flesh feels nice in my hands. You want to touch me but you cannot since your hands are bound behind your back. My hands move up to your lips, your Sugar Lips, I play with them a little just before I move my lips to yours as we kiss for the first time. I felt you melt as our lips touch, I now you are mine now. I push my tongue into your mouth as your finds mine. You whisper into my ear,. She had always been a ‘worry about it later’ kind of girl so she let herself go and soon found herself on the dancefloor alone with a drink in one hand as she danced, recklessly sipping from stranger’s drink straws as she flirted her way around the room, it was innocent enough. It didn’t take long for her to have guys grinding against her and dancing with her, there was no way that outfit wasn’t going to garner a lot of attention on her curvy figure. To her surprise it was an older man in his. I'd got my priorities right."Hello?" Hello, James darling! I've taken you at your word. How are you, my man?" I'm fine, Princess, and all the better for hearing you. All well?" Yeah, not half!" Go on. Tell me." Well, there's been a guy at work who's been coming on at me ever since I arrived." Don't blame him." Oh, hush up, James! He's ghastly but he thinks himself a bit of good news with the girls. Up to now I've just scuttled away from him but yesterday I thought: "Why don't I fix him, bloody.