Then with ever-increasing rapidity. With her eyes closed, Roxanna again began fantasizing about Dan’s tongue on her pussy. “Why am I becoming ob...essed with this image of Dan going down on me?” Roxanna wondered. Was it just because Dan’s tongue felt so wonderful playing inside her mouth, that she couldn’t help but wonder how his tongue would feel slithering between her other set of lips? Or was it his almost innocent boasting of how women reacted to his tongue skills? Roxanna has never had a. We'll catch up later."Jess and I held back for a second. "What's wrong with me? Do I lookfunny? Is my makeup ruined?"Jess, in an effort to comfort me, said, "Relax. Some women are justbitches, especially here. Just be you and you'll do great." I wasn'tcomforted and didn't believe that. I just had to stop myself fromtrying to fill the air. I always did that when I got nervous. Ifnothing else, the change had made me realize all of my weird habits.We came into the informal dinner and I. He left it folded upon the small of my back while he fondled and squeezed my bottom. By the time he began tracing the edge of my underwear with slow strokes, I was lost. Breathlessly, I began to grind my ass against the hard steel, my legs spreading invitingly open. "My god." I gasped when finally I felt his hand between my thighs, stroking my aching pussy, pushing my briefs into my sopping wet slit with his thumb as his fingers brushed my swollen clit teasingly. Not one of my own self-pleasure. Jason tried out for the team that year and played alongside, Nate. By the time they started high school, they were practically inseparable, both on and off the basketball court. And in the bakery, there was Charlie, gruff and expectant, but a quiet, guiding force that helped tame Jason’s wildness and anger. And everywhere else, there was Anna, always tagging along with him and Nate, whether she was invited or not. She wasn’t girly or prissy, though, so they let her come. And Jay would never.