We decided not to wash the dishes but just cleared the table and pulled the couch closer to the fire and sat side by side. It wasn't long before you h...d stretched out with your head on my lap. Before we sat down you had set the stereo going with your favourite romantic music, so we settled down to listen to the sounds and watch the changing patterns in the firelight.I began to caress you on the temple with my warmed hands and your response was a contented sigh as you settled your body deeper. It was warm and quiet, without the voices of screaming and shouting boys all around. We were in the shallow end of the pool, facing the sliding glass doors to the house, and had a few moments to talk about how much fun the boys had, what a great day it was, how nice the night was. The roommate finally came back, this time in her swimsuit. She was tall and voluptuous, in contrast to Tracy's very buff petite body, but she was equally spectacular, just in a different way. She was in an expensive. She sighed, the tension leaving her, as I placed my hands on her shoulders, began to paw at her knotted flesh, still damp with sweat. Her breathing slowed. I watched her breasts rise and fall slowly under her t-shirt as relaxation swamped her. She trusted me. She was so used to forcing other bodies to submit to her will, there seemed nothing surprising about my instant command of her. Her skin was warm and soft to my touch. The muscles rippled, resisted, then parted for my fingers. I felt her. “Hey! Don’t say that! You’re making me feel bad about it.” I sighed again. “You wanna go out tonight? I don’t have anything planned.” I reached down and lifted his face up to look at me. He was flushed and his hair was wild and matted. I leaned down to give him a kiss. “Hey.” “Hey.” “I love you.” “Love you too.” “Let’s get ready to go.”-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There was a long line in front of the box office. Ryan and I stood in line.