What am I going to do?"Jennifer put her arms around her friend to console her. "I understand Erica, and I believe you. It happened to me too, last yea.... The love making, that is. I understand how you got too hot to care. But my guy is a gentleman so the only ones that know are my friends. We'll all do what we can so you can get back at him but we don't have a lot of time. He's telling everyone about that basketball scholarship he's getting to that snobby academy." Maybe we can do something to. The soothing aria of Nessun dorma filtered through high-level speakers, as a dozen or more heated bodies moved slowly and precariously inside the room, all eager to engage in coital interaction, invisible hands groping and fondling in the darkness, a collection of tangled bodies touching and squeezing, probing and sucking, faceless people leaving soft sounds of pleasure under a surreptitious veil of mystery. A gentle kiss on the cheek, a whispered voice in his ear and a cluster of warm hands. I was lying to my friends, my coworkers and Max. I was lost. I didn’t go see Bill in the hospital either. I went to work and fought the fires, but my mind wasn’t in it and that could cause people to be hurt or die. My commander told me to take a few days off. I agreed. While I was home one night I heard a knock at my door. It was Max. I was so happy to see him and also confused. He didn’t know where I lived. I was also enraged. I had set up the walls. I was living my life and he was threatening. She laid there just wanting to melt into him when he gently kissed the top of her head. Time had been wasted; she couldn't risk another moment to pass. She gently touched his face and guided their lips together. The passion in this kiss made her quiver with anticipation. Their tongues gently caressed each other. His hands held and squeezed her breasts. Her breath shuddered as his warm hand reached into her shirt and touched her breast. She was hot and moist with lust for this sweet sexy man..