I may not have been in love but I did love this girl. I’m not sure I understood the difference and my emotions were very confusing. I just knew she ...ould always be special to me and I had a strong protective feeling towards her. Good things is all I wanted for her and if she needed to be with other guys when she went back to college then I wouldn’t make her feel bad by showing it bothered me. My protective feelings for her showed up on one of our last times together. It was one of the few. “I have quite a few contacts, yes.”“Awesome! We want to hang out here! And we’d LOVE to use the sauna!” Ryanne declared saucily.“Did Claire and Becka tell you EVERYTHING about the sauna?” I asked.She laughed, “And WAY more.”I chuckled and shook my head, “Did she tell you the ground rules, too?”“Yes.”“Let me talk about it with Jessica and Kara. OK?”“Sure.”“Thanks,” I grinned. “See you in two weeks?”“You bet!” they exclaimed simultaneously.Next, I went to talk with Elizabeth and Ben. They were. Good idea for an entry guard, I guessed, he knew not only who was coming in but who was going out as well.He started to stir in his chair. "It is best that you do not come out," he said. "Here can be seen from the street and twice there has been a car drive slowly past that may contain your 'friends.' Perhaps they remain parked in some nearby location. I will come to you."We shook hands warmly. "So, my friend, there is trouble for you," he observed."Kind of," I admitted. "I guess it was pretty. She fastened the outside straps and then slid her hands up her inner thighs. As she did, she slid two fingers into her soaking pussy, rubbing her dripping fingers along her clit in small circles dragging a shuddering moan from deep inside as she surprised herself by cumming. Her juices were already running down her thighs and her pussy was pulsing, needing something to grip as it reacted to her roaming fingers. Vanessa slid her feet into the black stilettos and posed for Mark. She knew she.