.your...speciality...” he continued softly, “why else would he give me the keys to your apartment?”No!This could not be true!Could the person (a...man, it seemed) really have sought up the homeless man, given him the keys and even instructed him how she..,Amelié had her hands on his arm, trying (half-hearted) to get him to remove his hand from her mouth, but without luck. His skin was still moist from the shower and difficult to get a good grip on. He was only holding her with the one hand; he. We both just fell back and laid there in joyful bliss. Mary regained her composure and said, “I’ll wash you, if you do me?” I joked, “I already did you!” With that, we both laughed and completed our bath. After drying each other, we hurried to Mary’s room. She told me she wanted to style my hair. Now this was the early Seventies, most of the guys had long hair. Mine was real long, well past my shoulders and white blond. Mary got out her curlers and put several into my hair. As she. " So I'll see you Friday night?" I'll see you at school tomorrow, silly," she said with a giggle."Unless you were planning on skipping school!"After she finally hung up, Billi lay on the bed wondering why she hadfelt so giddy when Jeff wanted to make sure she was at the party. Shefelt as if he'd asked her out on a date, and the thought made hernervous. But it wasn't a real date, she told herself over and over. Itwas just a post-game party. Billi knew that she shouldn't feel like shedid. She. “Are you sure we should?” I whispered as her lips trembled with a closeness we had never shared. “Yes,” she whispered in reply. Her face moved closer as our lips quivered with a spark that stirred inside us both. They met tenderly in our first kiss, quiet and pure were the touches of her bow to mine, sultry heat built quickly between us and the kiss deepened to one of desire; almost desperation coated with glistening energy one should only feel for their life’s partner. It was wrong in so many.