.. the one where he told her the things he wanted to do to her when they met... and had read and re-read it many times while waiting for this day. And...now she was so horny she could hardly contain herself. "Oh please hurry Sam! Please hurry and come in!" she thought to herself. Her hand inadvertently strayed down between her legs and she rubbed her eager, anxious pussy. If Sam didn't show she would have to go home unsatisfied and get out her dildo - it would help, as her plastic boyfriend could. Sally answered, “As soon as he gets close enough to kiss me, I back off and change the subject. The other day, I found myself asking for his opinion about the Red Sox. I don’t even know what sport the Red Sox are affiliated with. I just blurted out, ‘What do you think of the Red Sox?’ He just stood there looking at me like I was crazy.”“Do you want to kiss him?”“More than anything,” Sally answered. “You can’t imagine how much.”“I can imagine. If I were you, I would’ve had him on the floor and. Then he reached both arms around me to wash his hands. He leaned against me from behind and through the roughness of his pants, I could feel his erection. It was nestled between my ass cheeks. I pushed back against him and I felt him start pumping his penis against me.”“Did you let him…” my voice trailed off.“I’m getting to that,” she panted. “I told him that he could not fuck me. Then I reached behind me and ran my hand over his erection. God it was big! I unzipped his pants and … are you sure. Fuck! The thought felt like a fishhook in his gut, pulling up through his throat. Pain shot through him at the idea of her kissing someone else, of her loving someone else and him being the one who got to hold her, to tell her he loves her…what if he took her from him, some guy from a thousand miles away who asked her to come and live with him and she went and… FUCK!! Kit slammed a fist into the mattress beside him and sat up, breathing harder than before. He needed to stop thinking about it,.