She arched her head so her big, beautiful green eyes looked into his, a playful look on her face. “Nahhh, of course not,” she giggled, “I was j...st imagining what it would be like to experience a big cock”. She giggled some more as Matt walked away in mock disgust to look at the collection of magazines on the back wall. “I didn’t mean it,” she purred in his ear once she had caught him up, her hand brushing against the crotch of his jeans, which was beginning to be pulled taunt by his slowly. My hands began exploring his back, skimming over his taut muscles and I felt so safe and feminine in his arms. His hand moved to my bottom and I felt him knead my flesh through my slip and panties. Knowing he might soon be wanting to feel my breasts, I pressed them hard against his chest, leaving no room for his hands. His hand began to slide up my silky legs and, much to my regret, I held them tightly together when he went under my skirt and reached my panties. I realized then I had to take. I'll admit a part of me was met with constant reservation about dining with a guy who less than a week ago beat me to a pulp, however I couldn't deny my arousal and excitement at the prospect of being near Amy again.It was late on in the day when I heard my phone beep and notify me I had a text message, it was Amy telling me some wonderful news. "Hi G, just letting you know that Phil and I broke up today, we can still have dinner if you want, we can make a date of it ;) but can we make it Sat. (sheshrugged).I had little idea of how I'd ended up in this particular town either,but it was a long way from where I'd grown up in Brighton and thedistance between me and there felt about right.In return I told her my favourite colour was royal blue, though I'dnever treated my hair to that shade. Lana del Rey was my favouritesinger, even though she was very sweary and Wolf Alice my favouriteband. I had to think about a favourite place in the whole world; maybewherever my Dad was. Back then.