In the dark we talk about each other’s… And after sometime I realizes she is naked. God is she trying to seduce me? My heart beats so fast… I jo...ingly say, “Can give good massages”. She says… “gimme then” … I gives her some short massage on her hand and stops…. we talk again…I could feel my temperature rising… Could feel her intoxicating smell in my nostrils… Strong smell of lust… Am slowly losing my control… I offer her a back massage… Yes on her bare back… Am trying to show am cool… When I. She felt that something was off about me and stepped closer, looking deep into my eyes, searching. Then her own eyes widened, and her hand snaked out, her fingers burying themselves in my snatch. I grunted again, and when she lifted her fingers, small strings of my moisture between them, she gasped. “Oh my god,” her gasps turned into chuckles, “you really get off on it. I always found that the girls I picked up at that club were all playing make-believe. You’re a real masochist.” Perhaps I was.. “Yes.” She answered sweetly.“You don’t know if you want ice cream?” I asked, confused.“No, I don’t know if I’m full. I can always eat ice cream.”We all laughed at that. Note to self. Ask one question at a time.“Let me try this again. Is everyone full?”“No!” The moms and girls all shook their heads.“OK, who would like ice cream for dessert?”“ME!” Everyone raised their hands and shouted.I went to our big freezer and pulled out the 5-gallon bucket of vanilla ice cream. Lynn and Erin got out the. Your smell, your taste, I remember it all.I wish you were here with me now but it's going to be two more months until we meet again. I talked to you again last night on the phone. Hearing your sweet voice is heaven to me. I was so happy when you got your new phone. Now that we're on the same network we can talk much more. I can't believe we've been together for eight months now, when I think of it is seems only yesterday I met you online and we started talking. And now I can't picture my life.