I've missed you."I stood there, sipping my ten ounces of peppered vodka and listening to two college seniors discussing the relative merits of deconst...uctionist theory, when I noticed the woman who was standing next to me. I had to look down a bit. She was only five feet five inches tall. Her hair was reddish, but not like mine; hers was a darker, more burgundy-ish color. Cut short, it was only slightly longer than the ROTC students I'd seen marching around campus. Her skin was pale, but darker. She did notice when he sat on the bed to untieand remove his shoes and socks. As soon as they were off, he stood upagain and started to unzip his pants but she could not do anything aboutit.Once again that voice in her urged her to get out and find a way home.But she was getting more and more excited by him as time went on. Sheknew in the back of her mind what he wanted to do to her but she didn'treally care. She had started to think about it as well.Without thinking, she stepped out of her. Я вижу кустистый чёрный треугольникзакрученых забавными барашками волос, а опустившись ниже - свисающие вялой, слипшейсяот влаги плотю блестящие створки дивной раковины, скрывающей твой жаждущий канал любви.Они мне почему-то напоминают высунутый из пушистой щенячьей мордашки язычок -девственно розовый, слегка подрагивающий в так частому дыханию. Я провожу языком понежному и податливому бутону твоей розы - мне всегда нравилось играть с этой частьютвоего шикарного, обожаемого мною тела. Я. I stared to think that this girl might be a virgin or something like that but what she told me was much more revealing. I'm not who you think I am. I'm not the type of girl who just goes home with any old guy. To tell you the truth I haven't been with a guy in a very, very long time. It's not because I don't want to its just hard for me. She looked me right in the eye and told me "I'm not like other girls, I'm different". I wanted to tell you before we went any further. In my mind I'm all woman.