She jots down an order of “the usual” for Dan and a medium-rare sirloin and side of parmesan-encrusted grilled zucchini for yourself.“Anyway,”...Dan says, “this new girl. Riley Tompkins. She’s a twenty-three-year-old fuck machine. Goes to school over at Boston College with her boyfriend, Randy. The two of them have a similar arrangement to the one Sarah and I have.”“And how did you meet?” you ask.“Sarah was one of Riley’s professors. There were rumors that she was…open to sharing. I’m not. If you wanted your date comfortable, you laid her out. This gave me the opportunity to lay on top of her - where it went from there was anybody’s guess.Caroline didn’t exactly tense up but I could tell she was a little apprehensive about this. When I kissed her for the first time, she about crawled into my mouth. She pulled me hard on top of her, wrapping her arms tight around my neck.I think she forgot about the tension until I went for a tit. This bitty little girl shoved me hard enough to. It didn’t take long before repositioned so that Tuy’s legs were spread wide using the wall and my shoulder to stabilize herself as she nuzzled her slender face between my legs, gradually opening my worn out legs until her lips latched onto my swollen clit that Sam released just a few hours before. Quietly Tuy moaned into my clit as I rubbed warm oil from her bald pussy to her tight ass before slipping my index finger into her dry pussy. Tuy pulled back as she was unprepared for my warm. We walked out of the churchyard and back towards the apartment.It seemed to me that Karin had accomplished exactly what she’d set out to do. To make me finally, once and for all, admit to myself that Birgit was dead and was never, ever coming back. I had always known that intellectually, but now I felt it, deep in my soul. And I wasn’t crying. I wasn’t upset. It really was time to move on. Birgit, once I’d met her, had affected every choice I’d made when she was alive and many more after she’d.