He looked at Connie and she looked back, angrily. Charles looked down at his feet and felt awkward again. Then he looked up and noticed a tear running...down Connie's cheek. He felt like a heel. Connie brushed the tear away with the sleeve of his 'hoodie'."Sorry, again," Charles said softly. "I forgot about you and what you must have gone through. I'm really sorry!" Forget it," Connie answered, brushing Charles words aside with a look that told him she wasn't ready to talk about this. "Let's just. The whole while I was thinking how to make a move, how to initiate things. In the mean time we had reached the place I wanted it was perfect like girls love, a stream of water hills on both side and rocks all around.To my luck no one was around, we left our shoes in the car I folded my jeans upward and we stepped into the running stream on cold water I could see the glare in cave’s eyes and the happiness on her face she was glancing around when I went upto her held her hand and guided her the. ’s sweaty body mingles with that of Aaron’s in the humid, unventilated room and their combined adolescent stench completely overpowers the hippie’s now burned out scented candle. The only light in the room comes from the feeble, distant glow of a single low wattage bulb in the living room area. “Your turn, Aaron baby!” the hippie now calls out happily, flat on her back, legs spread wide, feet pointed at the ceiling. Aaron shoves his dick into her and starts thrusting away… Thursday, June. As she stepped out to return, I leaned forward into the light, and she froze, gasping audibly. The fear in her eyes softened as she saw me, recognizing me as the man with whom she had just traded a penetrating, soul connecting look. D’s fear dissipated, but she wore her arousal on her face, and reflected it in her eyes. I moved to her, pushing her back against the wall, pressing my body into hers, and bending down I kissed her, a deep, passionate kiss – not the kiss of strangers, but the kiss.