I imbibed large quantities of beer, wine, and lesser amounts of hard liquor. I partook of the pleasures of a good Cuban cigar more than once, toked on...a blunt or two, maybe more than just two; but kept away from anything else (not so much for fear of legal consequences, but rather out of my own conscience, and fear of being stupid). I got to eat simple hors d'oeuvres like crackers and cheese, barbeques, buffets, off of a' la carte menus, and nouveau cuisine dishes (although I still don't see. Sarah could only look up at Rachel now. Her own lusts and desires for somethingjust like this had been hidden away for so long that letting them free hada power that matched the mental influence of the clothing. She would neverhave acted this way without the feedback loop of need between them. Her breasts,trapped in the rubber bra that was all the clothes she had left, heaved witheach breath, and almost blocked her view as Rachel moved back to the chair,between her legs. If Rachel hadn't first. The little time we had together during week days would sneak around the back of the school and make out. It was nothing more than a simple kiss and hugs. We were very cautious on being caught by people we know and ultimately her father finding out. Every day after making out, it would leave us in a very lustful and frustrating state.Our first pseudo sex experience was through the phone. One night, we both couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to take a step further than just kisses. We came up. It had been weeks and she still couldn’t forget Mike’s eyes. It was hard to forget about Mike. Now they both had something to look forward to. “Tell you what,” she whispered. “Let’s meet in Fort Lauderdale next Friday at the Fairmont. I’ll book the Presidential suite. Sound good to you?”“Sounds great,” murmured Mike. “I’ll see you on Friday.”The Florida sun was putting out extra effort for Shannon and Mike. As Mike stepped out of his taxi, he could feel the humidity melting on his broad,.