He asked why I was going to London and I replied that I was attending an interview for a modelling assignment - he seemed impressed and asked if I was...staying over or returning North that same day - I said I wasn't sure - wasn't sure 'cause my friend who'd insisted I stay with her in London hadn't been back in touch. I was somewhat surprised when at Euston railway station he invited me out to dinner that same evening saying my friend with whom I might be staying would be more than welcome also.. The pushup bra lifted her cleavage into perfect orbs. She balanced the blue metal foldout chair with fresh paint specks on a single back leg while lazily flipping through the yellow, dog eared pages of ‘On The Road’ by John Kerouac. ‘The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like. . throbbing in my hand... i watched as you moved over to one of the boxes and reached in and pulled out a towel.... watching ... you pulled down your sweat pants and stood there totally naked before me..i could see your perfect body... medium sized breasts there nipples hard but not big... your hair loose and blondeto your shoulders...your tummy tight and flat... your hips curved out and sculpturing your lovely figure to form.....your love nest was smooth and bare... i so love the idea of woman. "She loves him" I told myself "I can't do this." It was the day before Halloween, I had been getting more and more frustrated with my boyfriend and I needed to relax. Badly. There he stood before me, in the doorway of my house, smelling of sex and a musky cologne. "I'm sorry but I have to do this" he said grabing my face and pressing his gentle velvet lips against mine. As he pulled back I arched forward, not yet ready to let my lips drop from his. "My dick is soaked with Vanessa's juices" he.