." Tricia said... "It's just that it's like being alone all the time. I have no friends... no companion... Being with Ike is like living alone with al... of the drawbacks and none of the conveniences!!" For the first time she was saying what she'd really been thinking. True she had been talking with her father... but he usually did most of the talking himself... surmising that the marriage wasn't working out, and encouraging Tricia to doubt that it ever would."What I'd like," she said..." is. By the time she made it to her underwear I was thinking "Fuck Ty, Fuck Leah, Fuck em both." I never told Erica I like girls. Even though she put on shows she made seem like she was joking and never went past her bra and panties and never told me if she like girls either. She had on a cute little lacey thong, all I could think was how much I'd love to rip it off with my teeth. Erica pulled me up out of the chair and told me to strip down. There we were alone in our underwear, thin pieces of. I think about the way you watch as i watch you and the pounding I will be giving your pussy afterwards.We then roll played the scenario, I am in the kitchen pretending it is the cafe. Seeing me as she enters the cafe, the way I carefully gaze at her over the top of my paper, never smiling, yet fully acknowledging that I know what you want—we both think about each other.Fantasize, I should say.Because she can see it in my eyes. She can see that I think about her when I come, and this is what. Bonnie took a circuitous route as she always did when she was meeting Richard at a motel. They seldom used the same one twice and Richard always registered under different names. Bonnie stopped briefly on the way and changed into the outfit. She smiled when she looked into the mirror after freshening her makeup and touching up her hair. The outfit made her look sexy and desirable just the way Richard liked, Getting back into the car she couldn't wait to see him again, have him hold her, make.