. my lips leave soft kisses along your jaw...I inhale your sexy scent... pressing closer to you... my hips moving aginst yours... one hand moves down ...ver the side of my hip... softly you caress me as we sway... my lips kissing a trail to your ear... my tongue darts out... a slow soft lick across your ear lobe...I feel the tremor it sends through you... your hand gripping my thigh... raising it up... so my leg wraps around yours... your hand sliding up the slit of my dress to feel the silkyness. At least she hadn't caught him completely naked this time. He stood in the middle of the bedroom in his sheer white panties, meticulously stroking the twists out of his long, blond hair. A pastel yellow sundress had been laid over the end of his bed, along with a pair of frilly white ankle socks. The clock on the dresser read 8.10. Rosa stepped into the room, a tall, loping thirteen year-old with a denim jacket and the take-no-prisoners attitude peculiar to her generation."Yeah, well, Mum said. Alison was a show jumper pure and simple, she didn’t have the patience for Dressage. She admired anyone who competed in Dressage it was a very difficult discipline, calling for an almost psychic bond between horse and rider. Her respect for Sarah increased even more. However she was also aware that this was the room of a lonely woman, Alison knew all about lonely. She decided that Sarah must be in the stables, and went to look for her there. Sarah was standing by the side of Isis, feeding her a. On my way home, I noticed that my tank was on its final quarter, so I decided to stop to fill it. Or maybe I was just delaying another situation I feared. Three weeks - the college girl who promised to look after my cat must be really pissed by now.I was deep in my thoughts of more probably concentrating on NOT listening to those little guys inside my head when I stopped at a self-service station. I used my card and topped the tank of my car. I closed the cap and was on my way out when a.