Even if you were not here then Goyse and I would not get together.”“Why not, what would stop you?”“I don’t know. I guess it’s something th...t I’ve never thought about. It just wouldn’t happen that’s all.”“Goyse?” She was asking me the same question. I had no idea what to say. If Julie was not here would Marg and I get together again? Hell, I had no idea. It just had never been raised I guess. How do you answer a question like that?“The situation doesn’t exist, Julie. How the hell can I answer a. . and you and I could have our thing, too, can't we?" Monica dared to indicate that she indeed wanted me, too."What am I, chopped liver?" Chelsea asked aloud, but her wink made it seem at least partly in jest."No ... but if you are, I'll eat you with some fava beans and a nice Chianti," Monica teased her a little."Meaning?" I asked her, curiously, as she heard her boss cough impatiently."You'll see ... provided that I get an invitation to your place after work, assuming that I still have a. My eyes fixed on the mirror, my image in the mirror, I part first my right leg, then my left. My right hand leaves my breast and slides over my stomach and abdomen to my mound before crawling between my thighs. I feel the wetness of my arousal as my middle finger glides through my pussy lips. I raise both knees and splay my legs widely apart. Even in the shifting, soft light of the full moon I can see the wetness on my lips. They seem to open to my light touch as an eager response to my. We both stay not much far from each other’s place. She is almost my height at 5 ft. 6 inches. Her body structure can make anyone go mad over her.I had a crush on Alisha for a long time. But I did not know how to express my feelings. Once, we stayed alone in my place as everyone else in our families had gone out of town. I was sleeping in the hall, and Alisha came to wake me up. She said that she had a bad dream and was not able to sleep now. I convinced her not to worry and gave her some water..