She turned to me, lowered her gaze to her hands at her lap and said, Charlie, that was sweet of you. You didnt have to kiss it all better, you know. I...am a big girl now, she said teasingly. And you didnt have to let go of my leg, either. What did she just say? Did she just tell me didnt have to let go of her leg? What is she trying to tell me? Whats going on here? I, ugh, I guess I, ugh, didnt mean to kiss your leg and all&hellip, I stammered. Charlie, are you a virgin? she blurted out. I am.. An old, disinterested bloke occupied the window seat and looked outside, maybe fell asleep too, as I charted my plans to move forward and try my luck.A jerky take-off followed by turbulence right away had both of us putting our hands on the hand-rest. I felt her smoothest of skins right till the shoulder. I was wearing a thin t-shirt and her bare hands had already had me throbbing in my tight jeans.A short, generic conversation revealed she was living alone on rent, new to my adopted city, in a. "So, tell me about Eddy." Mmmm, that feels good... There's really not a lot to say. He and I have been friends since grade school. Growing up he had this reputation as a scary kid, you know, the one everybody stays away from because he's psycho or something, but really he's one of the sweetest, gentlest guys you'd ever want to meet... unless he's pissed off, in which case yeah, he's a pretty scary motherfucker."Could you work that spot a little more? Oh, yeah, that's it... damn, that alone is. "Are you sorry you... did this?"Again her "No!" was instant, and emphatic. "I loved every second of it," she sighed. "I needed that more than you could possibly know." I think I can understand. You haven't gotten to do it for years." That's not what I meant," she said. "I could have had sex hundreds of times since I got divorced, but I never met a man I WANTED to have sex with, until I met you. I needed YOU, to make love to me."We lay there for another hour, just talking about this and that. At.