My guy has a type andsticks with it."James shrugged, "You had a thing for redheads ever since we hit puberty.I distinctly remember you saying somethin... about the singer of Paramorebeing your ?sexual awakening? one drunken night."Diana, who was chewing on some spaghetti, tried to stifle a laugh andnot choke at the same time. She quickly chewed and swallowed themouthful of food before taking a quick swig to wash it down."Mhmm. I still stand by it." Diana said with a laugh."Well, I'm a bit. When I looked at her with a puzzeled look on my face she said “do you trust me – do you want to try something new?” With that I was speechless and she took that as a yes and yes. She helped me get undressed and we laid down together with our hot skin rubbing against each other. This is where I entered a new and exciting time. She gently tied my feet to the bottom of the bed and my hands to the top. I could have easily gotten out but the excitement of what could happen let me just let the. The mystery is even more prevalent then during the daylight. While I walk back to my new home with the sunset at my back, I could feel the warmth of the golden rays of the sun. In the graying of the night before me is a crescent moon, its lustrous beams just start covering the meandering river, as birds songs fall silent in the cover of darkness. At the foot of the steps of my house I stop to inhale nocturnal forest scents, aroma’s like that of lilacs and wild flowers, or of fresh fallen rain. My cock twitched as it recalled the scene I had seen earlier that morning. I could not see Claire anywhere and called out to no reply. I went to the bottom of the stairs and called out again“Claire, are you up there”“Yes. Just hanging some washing up” was a muffled reply like she was a great distance ( or someone had their hand over her mouth I thought). Again, my cock twitched and I made my way into the kitchen once again to the exact spot where Claire had been fucked by Paul. I looked at the.