The jealousy bug never hit me in that way.Truthfully, it was her outfit. Rayven was wearing a backless top and a pair of shorts. Wait, let me elaborat.... Her top was one of those around-the-neck numbers with a single tie in the back. From the front it was almost passable—there was cleavage, but not much, and you could only see a peek of stomach below it. But her whole damn back was exposed, and (of course) she wasn’t wearing a bra. From the right angle she almost looked topless. I’d seen quite a. I can start to make out ur breasts n nipples so I sit behind you n start to kiss ur neck . We are soaked from top to toe . While I kiss ur neck and the top of ur back I start squeezing your breasts , pinching the nipples. I then use one hand and slide them in your jeans and I slowly rub ur small sexy v.... U then feel my hard on on ur back and I take ur top of but u jump in the water . U remove all ur clothes and put throw them to the side while I take mine offf and Jump in the water . U try. Those perfect teeth. Citrusy aftershave. Fuck.The wireless packet tracker hadn’t performed its digital magic at City Diner. For Plan B to work I needed physical, not moral, proximity to Anniston’s laptop. It might be immoral proximity, but I’ll worry about that some other time. Like never. Never work for you, god?But getting close to Anniston had to feel right. Not rushed. We were at the earliest stage of a courtship dance. Not that that had stopped me from hopping into a bed or two in the. So she changed tactics and slowed down herself. Then I feinted as if to attack and she came at me with the martial arts blow, trying to kick me square in the chest. I moved out of the way, then had to parry her vicious backhand blow. After several more minutes we were both tired, so I called the halt. We climbed out of the ring, leaning back and half-sitting on the side of the raised ring. ‘Feeling better?’ I asked. ‘Not really.’ Cindy said. ‘But you were right. I was wrong to say that in front.