”Turning her head, she looked at me, her intense emerald eyes peeking out through mussed, rich mahogany hair. Damn she was gorgeous.Two months ago s...e’d started at U of T. She had a fall fashion show scheduled for late October in Italy. She was busy.I brushed her hair back. She smiled, so beautiful. “Marry me,” I asked again, now for the fifth time.“No.”“Then tell me why not. We’re happy. We love each other.”“You’re not ready.”Frustrated, I said, “Enough with the not ready, honey. Tell me. I still wonder if he’s as busy as he says or if he’s even into women. You know him well, Sandy. What do you think?’ Sandy said she almost choked as she replied, ‘Well, I don’t have any personal knowledge but I’m pretty sure that he’s into women.’ She couldn’t stop laughing as she repeated that conversation, saying, ‘Of course, I could have said that I know of one woman that he is really into, frequently, but discretion stopped me. Anyway, he’s cleared his Saturday night date book! Gods, it. Jerry did not last long, and Robin had barely registered the fact that he had finished, adding his tally, before another boy was in her room, this one dressed as someone from the forties - like a detective or something.“Wow, what a dame. Looks like you been having a night, hey doll?” The boy seemed to want to stay in character, and rather than just open his pants, he was taking them off. “Come over here and say hello to my little friend, though he won’t be so little for long” he said, holding. ..” I leant up and softly planted my lips on her skin for the first time, just below her ear. She shuddered beneath me. I continued to punctuate the story with delicate kisses as I described them. I worked down her neck... across her flushed chest and towards her breast. As the man in her fantasy finally sucked one hard nipple into his mouth, my lips closed around it in real life. Still caressing her thighs with my fingers, I worked her nipple in my mouth, rolling it around my tongue, swirling.