After a few hushed moments, punctuated only by her contented sighs and steady breathing, she opens her pretty blue eyes to meet the hazel of mine. Nei...her of us feels the need to speak when I gently take her hand, guiding it to my face, and slide my tongue along her fingers one by one, savoring the sweet taste of her. A soft mmm… escapes her smiling lips as her eyes drift closed once more. Her long brown hair, windswept from her exertions, nevertheless frames her lovely features. She is. As we lay on the comfortable leather sofa in his den right in front of his television, I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts of memories and anniversaries as Thomas sat up a little bit behind me and moved his lips to brush against my cheek. ‘Shaye,’ he whispered. ‘What are you thinking about?’ Caught off guard by the seduction in his voice, I shuddered. ‘Well, I had my mind out of the gutter until you said something.’ He gave me a light chuckle. ‘I would apologize for my influence if I. “That's great, but did everything go alright?” Questioning her unease. “This is what you want? Right, Honey? She asked. “family and a great community is all we can ask for. I hope it went well. I have a good feeling about this.” I replied. “...I support you honey, for a family. Lets go… I want to lay down. I need to think.” Melissa replied. As we made our way down the stairs Melissa struggled a bit. “Legs fell asleep from sitting.” she quipped. As we hurried to the car. When we. "Which do you like better, 'Another Kind of Love' or 'Twilight Girls'," enquired Pam casually."Definitely 'Twilight Girls'," replied Missy. "Its a wonderful story of self-discovery, I think." The blonde woman blushed slightly. "Beyond the sexual side, of course." Of course," commented Pam idly. But the other girl's remarks had pricked the college girl's interest in things beyond just literature. She took another, deeper look at the young teacher, taking in her body more than she had before..