Babies don’t sleep that well… for obvious reasons.’ She looked back over her shoulder and flashed me a delicately wicked grin. ‘How ’bout yo...?’ Stepping back for a moment, I stretched my shoulders and cracked my neck. ‘Ahhh… I slept pretty well, though I imagine that we might have been more comfortable somewhere like the bed.’ She whirled around, finger poking me in the chest. ‘Who’re you to complain?!’ Her cries rose louder as she moved towards me, forcing me to back up against the rough logs. .This time i was not scared of anything.. i directly placed it.. she move a little front when i suddenly did like that.. she didnt expect me to do like soo fast..Now i placed my hand in her back.. i now started to do in and out in between her legs.. i moved my hand closer to her boobs and pressed them slowly..She didnt say anything.. this made me goo wild.. i grabed her sholder and make her turn to me.. i kissed her lips.. first she was not opening her mouth..After sometime she oped her mouth. She invited me in and took my bag. Tossing it on the floor, she then took my coat - hat - gloves. I kicked off my boots and we walked into the living room. She has a 65" flat panel (I hate it when people refer to them as flat screen TVs, because they're not). Her apartment also has a gas fireplace - nice touch. I sat on the sofa, and she asked if I'd like a drink. I could smell mulled wine coming from the kitchen. She poured two, and she sat on the sofa w/me. We spoke, she adjusted her. .. ? We had a waiver because we were both so important to the company.And I think the thing I loved most was that finally ... for once in my God damned life ... I was on top. I was the hot girl. I was the pretty one. I was no longer a practice girl, I’d become the one that men wanted to practice for. The men all wanted me, and the women all wanted to be me. I was no longer on the periphery, I was the life of the God damned party and I loved it.That was the real reason I’d delayed having kids. I.