.." Sarah was beyond belief at what had just happened. She was actually going to go to his apartment. Not in her wildest dreams had this scenario been...thought through. Little did she know, he was just as excited as her. Later that night, after all the homework had been put away, she actually got to relax. But not the kind of relaxing that most girls would consider. The image of Charles kept popping into her mind, she couldn't shake it. Their eyes had locked earlier that day and she couldn't. Holy fucking damn.” Mark erupted into laughter. “Wow, what an amazing command of the English language.” “Oh fuck y... whooaaaa,” I choked out as Mark roughly squeezed my nipples and pulled. Mark wasted no time and started deeply thrusting into my pussy. He alternated taking each breast into his hands and pulling on my piercings which sent a mix of pleasure and pain through my breasts. Suddenly Mark pulled out and flipped me over with a single-minded determination. He positioned me on my knees. I was only twenty-one, Ryan wouldn't have wanted me sitting at home with our daughter every day. He'd have wanted me to have fun, and even find someone else. I just hadn't brought myself to live without him, until now at least. I had come to realize I needed to move on. I guess that's why when John called, I jumped at the chance to get out for a bit.John was a long time friend. We met when he was in the Navy serving with my dad. It wasn't long until we had a strong bond. He had been a big. Here I was, 26 years old, and acting like a teenager. We must have walked and talked half the night away. We shared dreams and hopes. We found a big flat rock on the far side of the pond, and she snuggled against me. I whispered into her ear: ‘Emily, please tell me I’m not dreaming. I don’t know that I could bear it if I was.’ She turned to me, looked deeply into my eyes, and wordlessly moved her lips to mine. Seconds stretched into minutes, and minutes seemed like hours. I’d kissed girls.