But no one had ever said that to him after such a short encounter. And certainly not after he had divulged his most intimate truths about himself. Viv...enne shook her head. “I’m not taking the piss, Quentin. I suppose it’s a bit of an exaggeration to say I’m in love with you, although you are just the man I’ve always wanted to meet. All my life, in fact.” Despite himself, and aided by the alcohol, Quentin blushed. “I just don’t believe that…” “You’re right. You’re not the only one to be ‘sliding. Then i noticed a black guy, around my own age (i assume!) but a lot bigger, looking at me as i walked to the bar, and it suddenly popped back into my head :)i made sure to make eye contact when i walked past again; my mind was already racing. i pretty much forgot about it after that, and the usual pub nonsense took over, but when i went to the toilet the next time, he was just buttoning up his jeans (i'll never forget those buttons). the place was empty, and i just froze, staring at his boxer. "Dunnoif it's 'cos I is black', heh." They've never been THAT BNP," Hannah says. "I mean, they're not MYbiggest fans, I'm sure they thought I was 'leading Viks astray' when wewere at school, then I got her signed to your uncle..." I'm sure if we go round there and just invite her on a day out, theycan't refuse, right?" I say. "I mean, her boyfriend and her best friendmaking a united front?" It might not help that we've been talking about moving in together,"Jonathan says quietly."Oh my god,. We went to a great steak house and drank some delicious wine with our meal. I was definitely in the mood to have sex tonight so I told him we should head home. In the car he started massaging my thigh and it was really turning me on. His hand crept up my dress and found my steaming pussy. He slipped a finger into my slick folds and was giving my clit a little tease. I was getting so wet and so hot just from his fingers. He continued stroking my wet pussy all the way home and by that time I was.