When we reached teenage it switched to teasing her about no boy finding her attractive , but secretly lusted after her ,Many time she caught me spying...on her undressing. This is the story of how when in our early twenty's she got her revenge woke up in a daze vision blurred, the last thing i could remember was being at my sister's & her friends party & having a drink , with my sight clearing i made a move to get up but something bite into my wrists , found myself tied naked arms to the. I’ve had him since he was a pup.”“He’s lovely!” She grinned stretching a hand out to him to sniff. “Listen!” I am sorry for the ball and for him getting sand on you! Can I buy you a drink or an ice cream or something to make up for it?”“No I’m fine!” She giggled. “It’s nice to see you and get to know you!”“Oh yes, it is!” I readily agreed as I watched her move. “Normally I only see people, like you, through my mirror in the taxi!” I grinned. “Well you must see some sights!” She. I get a response in the form of his lips to my neck.“Now—please,” I pant, pushing my hips down against him. “Sebastain, please. I don’t care if it hurts—just show me what you like.”Sebastian starts as a gentle lover, withdrawing from me leaving me trying to chase after him with my hips. It’s almost painful how easy he’s taking it with me, and I can see the appeal to this kind of sex, slow and sensual—if that’s what he chooses.“God, Nomi,” I gasp out of pure pleasure, but he takes it as pain and. Oops I forgot that this stranger is in the next room. He is probably doing the same thing but I didnt want him to hear me. Knock Knock Knock....now he is knocking on my door. I say a politely as possible "Yes, can I help you?". As the words are coming out of my mouth I realize that probably wasnt the right thing to say. He replys "Actually yes, I think you have broken the TV when you changed the channels and I can't fix it." So I compose myself and open the door. He now has not shirt on.