At one of our now few get togethers, we were having a few drinks at there house, and talking a lot about getting older, and what we had done with our ...ives, along with what the future would hold. Bob was saying that what ever things we wanted to do, we needed to do it soon, if we wanted any last excitement before we got any older, as age was creeping up on us quickly, we all agreed and discussed it in depth, they were always a couple that we always could talk about anything with and no one. ..Suddenly Ethan realized that there was someone standing in front of him.A twenty something man with dark hair and a goatee, looking a little bitHispanic though Ethan couldn't tell for sure."You look hungry," the man said with an easy smile. However, Ethannoticed that his eyes didn't match the smile. Instead they looked...hungry. "You've just ran away from home." It wasn't a question.Ethan felt uncomfortable but nodded faintly, keeping his eyes on thestrange man. "Yeah." Your family doesn't. Mascara was applied―“to make the most of those angelic baby-blues”―along with a touch of pale-pink lipstick. Pandora perfected her own look―hair bobbed around her shoulders, crimson lipstick matching the cape. Then to her friend she added the results of her own late-night labors, wings and a halo. The wings were gauze stretched over wire, adorned with myriad crepe feathers and the whole thing tied at her shoulders with white-satin ribbons, the halo a disc of silver-white silk clipped into her. I am no innocent to be told what to do next. I pulled her towards me so hard that her Breast banged with my chest. I put one of my hands on her back and one on her head, holding her hair I lowered my lips on her lips and we started Kissing again, this time a bit wildly. It seemed as if a competition is going on between the lips and tongue. I don’t remember how long we were kissing. She suddenly showed one hand of her (the other was busy rubbing my dick over pants) as is she read my mind. That.