. if he could. And her brain remembered those words he hadspoken to her last night. The words he had said when she thought theywere both being not o...ly passionate, but totally honest with each other."I would kiss you till your body shudders... and you know how I feel aboutyou." And he had done exactly that!But it had been later, when she had finally been brave enough to ask howhe really felt about her that now had her confused. Because it was whathe hadn't said that told her more than what. Lying on my bed, I'd fondle and massage them. Have my little fantasies with my imaginary men, my finger slowing stroking my pussy, pressing inside it and murmuring the name of the boy or man I fancied I was with."Oh Peter... Peter... please... please" I'd softly murmur and moan, my finger rubbing my clit, exciting me.Oh we all talked and discussed our little fantasies amongst ourselves. Picking out which top, which skirt to wear? Short enough to cover our panties, but revealing enough if we. -If you like specific pages of this story, please click the thumbs up button on those pages, this lets me know which pages people like best, and I can hopefully use that knowledge to become a better author and write more of what you enjoy.-If/When you decide to leave feedback for an author, think of it this way: Writers LIVE for words of encouragement, "Thumbs Up" "Favorites" and other forms of positive feedback. Its like crack for writers, we'd sell our own mothers for a good hit. Alternately,. "Four? Christ, we only discussed two."Jeff wiped his eyes. "Yes I know. But we got a good offer and Taylors, up in Kendal, they offered us some money for 'em and well, we can't keep having coaches idle."Natalie nodded. "They get some trade from the Lakes," she replied, somewhat philosophically. "And we are a bit far out here."He puffed in agreement. "Ya not wrong there. And the two Theatre groups losing funding from the Government 'asn't 'elped. I mean, they were good for so many trips.".