My hair would cascade forward, adding to thesensations. I was almost there but I did not feel like my character waswhole. Everything was pleasant.My f...nancial position had changed entirely. The pressure of abjectpoverty had been removed from me. Everyone was now respectful andfriendly toward me. When I first came, I was the new guy. Another bodywas taking space and vying for position. Everything in life was acompetition, and I was not very big. I detested when the meager foodsupply I had. "I know it's crazy and probably wrong in several ways but I can't ignore what I felt when I read your words. I'm just as confused as you were when you started writing in your diary about me and what you were feeling." Do you need more time to think things through then?" Trina asked. "Yeah... I mean obviously I want something but its probably best if I have at least a little time to think about everything. Especially considering whats at stake if I find that what I'm feeling is just a phase. One of my most memorable experiences was when I worked as a new home saleswoman for a property development company. Our sales office was in one of the model homes, and I mostly worked by myself. There were three other model homes to showcase to homebuyers. My job was to help them through the process of buying a new home. There were periods where traffic was real slow. But I did get frequent visits from a few of the construction guys, who built the houses just about a couple blocks away.. My kiss is momentary. She pulled away and I watched as the robe fall effortlessly to the floor. She hooked the sides of her panties and pushed them down to join the robe. Not slowly, not teasingly, she slid them with purpose – like a woman who knows exactly what she desires and is not afraid to act. She reached out to me, but I didn’t even notice her hand. My gaze was completely transfixed on her naked form standing before me. ‘Give me the rings,’ she commanded. ‘Give me the rings you still.