" There's a difference between sleeping 'beside' or 'with me' and making passionate love to me. You're right about one thing. I love you, Lisa Goodbod.... You're smart, beautiful, and sexy. It's a joy to talk to you and you feel just right in my arms. If we make love, this is serious and will require a commitment to each other. Up to this point, we could part with a tearful good-bye. That will no longer be true." I don't want to part, period. Al, I don't know for sure if I'm in love but this is. Jessica showed up at myapartment with a few bags. She told me that I needed to shave my calves.The dress was long enough to cover the rest. She then told me to comeout in my boxers only. I did as she said and came back out. She told meto stick my arms out and she slipped a bra on me. It was a plain whiteone with B cups. She padded it with some tissue and handed me a dress.It was white with floral print. I slipped it on. It fit me perfectly,which Jessica commented on with some laughter. . ” With that, her lips touched mine. It was similar to what I felt kissing Ryan, yet somehow different. I couldn’t quite get my feelings around it but only knew that her kisses, like those of Ryan, sent shivers of anticipation and expectation rushing though my reawaken body. Erin could feel the tenseness melt and her kisses became more passionate, her tongue quickly moving into my mouth. I hesitated for a moment, then instinctively my tongue joined hers as we danced around each other’s. Thonk. Thonk. Thonk. I dribbled with my right hand and held out my left, ready to ward off Josh if he came after me. "Gimme the ball!" a guy on my team yelled. Josh and Andy were closing in. I passed the rock and powered to the basket. "Pass it back!" I shouted at him. But Andy was all over him. "You rot," he taunted. "You could throw at the ground and miss. You'll never make it." "Pass it!" I made one futile effort to get it back. Too late. The other guy had already begun.