I try to tell myself it’s the weekend, and he’d already had other plans for the day. I can’t expect him to call me every hour. Part of me says h... learned his lesson and a skinny psychologist with stringy hair is no real catch at all, especially if she’s stupid and clumsy. The tears flow freely. I really, really liked this guy, and my being a klutz scared him off. Who am I kidding? Even so, all I did was give him an excuse. I probably would have been pretty terrible in bed, and he’d have had to. I could see the moisture that begun trickling down her vagina. I bent my head so that I could rim her pussy lips with just my tongue. I would jump her clitoris each time I came close to it, just to tease her enough. In the end she was pulling my head towards the clit. I had a mental laugh at her frustration, then I touched the clit hood with just the tip of my tongue, and heard the loudest sigh escape from Mandy lips.Now, I licked all around it again, letting my saliva bath this small erection.. Dinner was… dinner. I don’t really remember the food. I just remember looking over at Minda, once my closest friend and now that plus so much more. I couldn’t stop staring at her. I couldn’t stop feeling so incredibly happy, like fortune had smiled upon me and granted me a wonderful gift.We talked about us. Neither of us had really been prepared for this kind of relationship, especially not with another girl, but here we were nonetheless. Our friends from school came up, of course, and what. She had more control over her emotions now of course, and her crush had subsided since he was taken (Though since she had been gone so long she wasn’t sure if that was still the case). But still, as Elliots all-knowing blue gaze swept over her, Dante was reminded of why she fell in love with him in the first place. She found it cruel that they were pushed even farther apart now, since she was now a fugitive and he her captor. ‘No.’ Elliots deep voice echoed in her ears as he suddenly reared.