Oh, I needed that. Would seven o’clock never come? When it finally did, I had to stop myself from sprinting across the street to the market. Control... I thought – I still have it. Slowly, purposefully, I walked across and into the store. I shopped slowly, too, taking my time selecting the salad items, the loaf of bread. I had long since decided on the bacon and eggs, and lingered over the selection of sharp cheese for the omelet. As I walked into the wine section, I noticed a man – a large,. We didn't say much of anything for a little bit beyond idle chitchat but somehow, just being around her like this, this close toher, it made me very happy. But it wasn't just making me happy, itwas making Jamie happy as well. She'd never met anyone as cool asKacy was in her eyes. That's why she also couldn't help gettingburned up about certain things and people."Yeah, why the fuck are you hanging out with her again anyway?" Iasked with barely disguised disgust when talk shifted to Kacy'shanging. Wherever I'd been, even at home, I'd done my share of partying, been comfortably social, even had rare occasions—very rare over the years—when an evening of flirtation had led to more and I'd brought someone back to my room for the night, or visited her place.For the most part, though, I'd felt happiest in my own company and had eschewed that of others. My cabin had been my refuge "far from the madding throng," where I could simply be myself and be by myself. Now, though, I was finding I could. He pulled my cock from his mouth and came towards my face, the scent of my own cock on his breath; I opened my eyes and see him inches from my face where he just paused.His eyes looking at my dry lips, Cole slowly edged forward and gently placed his lips onto mine, waiting to see how I was going to react. I didn't react in the way he thought I was going to and before we knew it our lips were locked, our tongues in each-others mouth massaging them both with each other.Cole climbed on top of me.