At the far end, barely visible, was an elevator control pad. She then had to do the hand/eye scan again, and her floor was automatically punched into ...he lift. The elevator ride to the 107th floor was a long one, and she was thankful for the time to think. She smiled as she found herself thinking of Barrow’s body. She still couldn’t believe the near perfection of his form. It was as if he were chiseled out of stone, crafted in a sculptor’s workshop. Then she remembered the strange things she. After having a beer, she had a vodka tonic; she drives back to my place, where she asks to use the toilet. Sure. I fix her another vodka tonic with some Stoli from the freezer and offer it to her as she emerges from the bathroom. She tells me you don't need to get me drunk to get me in bed. After the moment of awe passed over me I embraced her and kissed her neck, along her chin, to her lips. She leaned back against the wall, and we furiously, passionately, made out for what seemed to be an. Among us girls, he got a new name, "Marty Hymen." At least, we aren't aware of any pregnancies or abortions to his credit. Thank goodness Beth and I and Marty all went away to different colleges. Thing is, Beth and I with Simon and Peter - there's a Bible story in there somewhere - ended up back in the same neighborhood in Queens. We lost track of Marty, thank goodness, though I'm not sure what might happen if I run into him again.. ================Back on the bed with the three of us.After. I had a hard time getting her excited. When I touched her, her nipples no longer got hard the way they used to. I always know when Jen doesn't have an orgasm. She's not good at faking it. Well, she hardly ever had an orgasm with me anymore. She said it was okay and made the normal excuses, like she was just tired. But I know she always came with Ralph. After their dates she'd come home flushed and often still panting. Her pussy would be soaking wet and her entire body smelt like sex. Often.