I always read books. Even I didn’t get out from my room. No one was at home that day. I wanted to watch movies so I entered drawing room. She was al...ne there watching a movie. I sat near her. She joked me ” Are you tired? You always read the book. What will its result be?” I was shocked and quite. She again told “Do you want games?”– Yes, I want.– Hahaha…. What game?– Football..– You are good.We were silent for sometime. Then she started touching my head and playing my hair. Oh no, I was in an. He lay on the sofa thinking of all the fun they had enjoyed. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a shadow go past the window and there was a knock at the door. He got up and made his way to the front door. He opened the door; there she was stood, Sophie, dressed in a long brown coat that went below the knees with a pair of black high heels on with what appeared to be stockings or tights.“Surprise, I have decided I want to take the next step in this. So are you going to invite me in or not. Speaking of which, how is Jess?" Fine," Sophie told them. "She's got a new guy. Ryan Killen, he's a skater, too. You can ask her about him when she comes back around." OK," Nick said, bemused, "how many people in your little circle have ended up going out with skaters?"Sophie laughed. "Well, Jess. And Crash, her ex, he's dating Liz Cushman. Warren's sister Kristin is dating Tom Bellamy. That's it, I think. Though I'm sure there will be more opportunities!"The day after Christmas, Warren stepped. Wriggling her hips slightly she moaned against his mouth, her hand moving from beneath his tshirt to curl into the hair at the nape of his neck, her thumb stroking over his cheek as her kisses became harder, mashing his lips almost painfully against his teeth.Shivering again, she curled her bare foot around the back of his knee, bending her leg to bring his up until it was captured between hers. The top of his denim covered thigh pressed against her panties beneath her skirt and he could feel.