Back home she undressed and took a shower, a long one, and those feelings from the night came back and she had to do something about it.-He really had...made her think in terms of sexuality, it was as if anything but that was unimportant.Making the last adjustments to the hair and the make-up before leaving made her pull herself together. She could feel that her pussy was wet and ready for what may come. The trip to his address was like in a dream, she was unable to remember it, and only the. } Come on now honey, you enjoyed it, I watched you and you were having the time of your life{ What ever, It will never happen again,get out now and you better not ever pull any shit like that again or where done,}she closes the door as I walk out. Those guys look at me as I walk over and sit down, wow, she for real? ya, that's the way she usually talks like, man, she acts like shedid no wrong. . she didn't even ask if we were still here or nothing , wow ,ILL BET SHE FREAKS OUT WHEN SHE COME. As soon as I finally woke and I felt myself, I was wet.But I have made my decision. This moment will be either the beginning of everything or the end.My heart is pounding. I open my curtains wide enough to stand between them, totally exposed. I know that you watch from that chair. Holding the binoculars to my eyes, I think I see you. The light is all wrong, and I'm not sure. Dressed in nothing but a vast baggy t-shirt that hardly covers my bottom, I step into the opening between the curtains.. I proped myself onto my bed against my pillows, and drew my legs up, giving the boy a clear view of my open crotch, ‘What the fuck’, went through my mind as he drank in my womanhood, in its full splender. His s****r took no notice of my change in position on my bed, as from her angle I looked like I was just sitting drinking, but from the foot of my bed, he was guest of honer, and when I slipped my left arm down my flank, reached under with consumate ease and opened my vagina for him to savour.